And everyone goes to the store for bread and milk at least. Yes. I did too. I left early this morning before the first snowflake fell. I know some of you seasoned snow birds don't think twice about driving in the slippery stuff, but this southern gal doesn't drive in it. I did try it once when I was sixteen and stupid. Ended up sliding sideways down a hill. Dad had to rescue me and haven't tried it since.
Back to the groceries, I have a long list and I'm taking my time since the snow storm is not predicted to come through until noon. That's when cigar man called from work and said the roads were covered there. I panicked and headed for the check-out line. So I left a few items on my list. We're not going to starve!
The birds know when a snow storm's coming. I watched them out my window skirmishing about the bird feeder, bristling their feathers in the cold brisk air, preparing for the storm to come.
And it did come! And is still coming!
Let it Snow! Let it Snow! Let it Snow!
Cigar Man came home early from work before the roads got any worse. But the roads weren't TOO bad to head out looking for a sled. Do you know, there were none to be found!
So what to do, but make your own, out of a trash can lid.