Plowed in (and out!)….by our own thoughts

For years my mother complained that the town trucks always plowed her in after every snow fall. One year they pushed so much snow onto her lawn that it broke part of the fence. She said that after every storm, when she heard the town trucks coming, she ran to the window to see how…

Indulging our affections

Several strange things happened this morning; I overslept (just got up at 7 am!), and saw a winter wonderland as I looked outside. I never think that I am going to be ready for the snow, but I like the feeling of change that it brings, like it is saying, "We are now putting the…