Thursday, November 24, 2005
I arose before dawn, to bake some pies and looked out the window to a wondrous sight. There was about two inches of snow on the ground.
This put me in a festive mood and made me want to start singing Christmas songs. Oops, wrong holiday. The snow continued to fall as our departure time neared. The State Police were issuing warnings to stay home. “Stay Home!? What not have Thanksgiving? Not see the family?” Then a call came, from my sister, with a warning that the roads were bad. “Hmmm, perhaps conditions will improve.” The intensity lessened, and we have a good trip. There were only a couple of miles that we had to be careful.
The snow was the good kind, wet and sticky, perfect for snowballs and snowmen. The sun came out and the temperature rose to about 40. Streets were drying off, just in time for our return trip home, before the Arctic cold front arrived.
This was truly a day to be thankful for.
This put me in a festive mood and made me want to start singing Christmas songs. Oops, wrong holiday. The snow continued to fall as our departure time neared. The State Police were issuing warnings to stay home. “Stay Home!? What not have Thanksgiving? Not see the family?” Then a call came, from my sister, with a warning that the roads were bad. “Hmmm, perhaps conditions will improve.” The intensity lessened, and we have a good trip. There were only a couple of miles that we had to be careful.
The snow was the good kind, wet and sticky, perfect for snowballs and snowmen. The sun came out and the temperature rose to about 40. Streets were drying off, just in time for our return trip home, before the Arctic cold front arrived.
This was truly a day to be thankful for.
