A week ago we woke up to a 8" of the prettiest, fluffiest, whitest snow you can imagine. I was thrilled and immediately began taking pictures and planning a hearty Sunday dinner...a roast simmering in the crockpot and homemade rolls. Snow brings out the "Little House on the Prairie" in me. I go into pioneer mode and plan for days of being stranded. Since I buy groceries and hoard enough food to last for roughly 6 months, there's little danger of being without!
You may notice there are only one set of tracks coming up the driveway...that would be Hubby's. He has to have the paper first thing or he goes into withdrawal. I swear if we were having a tornado he'd try to make a dash for the mailbox!
No other tracks on Southview this morning, the neighbors all deemed it a "snow day" and stayed inside!
After a hearty breakfast (we had bacon and eggs, hash browns and grits) Jerry went out and gave the new "ergonomic" shovel a spin. After our last big snow a few weeks ago he said he wanted a "Northern" snow shovel. One that is used to doing big jobs, not the little snows that we normally get. This has been the snowiest winter in 20 years the weatherman said. So I looked online and found this one.