Let It Snow, let it snow, let it snow...

...as if we have a choice! This time of year I am reminded of an email that went around a while ago about diary entries from a guy who lived where it snowed a lot. When he first starts out in early winter he refers to the snow as beautiful, lovely, and other nice descriptors. As winter progresses, he begins to change his mind about the snow and how 'lovely' it is. By the end of the winter refers to it as 'that white shit.' I can relate! I've noticed that the longer we live on Ruckle, the quicker our snow turns into that white shit! =-)

I think the dogs are still loving it though...