It started soft and sweet with big fluffy flakes
and so beautiful, calm and quiet. Wind? There isn't any wind, we said.
Everything was looking picturesque.
We got more firewood, candles and matches.
More warm clothes and bulky socks.
We went to bed thinking we might have a foot
of snow in the morning and hoped the power stayed
on just the same. Everything is much easier with power!
It wasn't long til windows were rattling and
the wind was lifting snow every which way like
a big snow blower.
This morning I noticed under the one of the outside
doors that snow had blown in under it and against the wall.
There are days when I think we are living in Laura Ingalls time.
Just that we have electricity, computers and phones, but still
battling cold winters and farming.
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