Again with the Snow!

It's Snowing

It’s Snowing

It seems like it was our turn for another snowstorm.  We woke up this morning to this sight greeting us from the front door.  It could have been worse.  Our daughter down in western Maryland got almost two feet of snow.

Come visit us!

Come visit us!

I occupied myself with taking pictures and sending them to my grandchildren.  Since the two oldest live in Texas, they don’t get to see much snow and my son reported that they were delighted by all the pictures of the white stuff.

Clearing a path

Clearing a path

Then I sent the Commander out in the dog yard to clear a path for little Toto.  I had let her out after her breakfast and she immediately sank up to her belly.  When you are a little Pug mix, you are pretty low to the ground.  It didn’t take her long to take refuge under the porch steps where she glared at me in reproach.  Once the Commander got this path readied for her, I let her out again and she had fun trotting back and forth along it until she decided to try heading “cross-country.”  She got the biggest look of surprise on her little face when she took a leap and landed in snow twice as deep as she is tall.  It didn’t take her long to squirm her way back to the safe path.

Grandpa Graf and Friend

Grandpa Graf and Friend

To further amuse myself, I’ve been digging through some old pictures of family in snowy settings.  I thought you might enjoy this shot of my grandfather sitting next to the barn, holding one of the farm cats.  It might have been a cold, snowy work day out on the farm but he still had time for a little Midwestern humor as he put an old top hat on his head for this picture.

If you’d like to read a good book about the days when the weather could REALLY muster a good blizzard, pick up a copy of The Children’s Blizzard by David Laskin.  You can find a description of it here.  It’s the true story of a mighty and terrible blizzard that struck the Great Plains in the 1880’s, killing quite a few people, many of them schoolchildren trying to get home from school.  It occurred in the area where my mother grew up.  I read it to her several years ago and it was a powerful story.

In the meantime, stay warm, my friends.  I have a feeling that Spring is still a ways off.

 

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