Last night we got a dusting of snow. Originally they were talking something like
6-8 inches and the kids were expecting school to be called off today. They weren’t happy when they realized we only
got a dusting and they’d have to get ready and go to school. Last year we had a very warm winter with barely
any snow, so they are itching for a snow day.
Going out to my car this morning I noticed some deer tracks in
the snow. It looked like the deer was
hanging around my lilac bush. Looking
for a snack maybe?
Two years ago we were slammed with FEET of snow. It was awful! Rooves and decks were collapsing, people were getting hurt and almost everyone I know, including us, had ice dams that were leaking into their homes. At one point the snow banks were well over my head.
Most people’s mailboxes were buried so some started hanging buckets from sticks stuck in the snow so they
could get their mail. I don't know why but this struck me as hilarious and I was thankful for a little comic relief during such a stressful time.
That year we often saw large groups of deer running down our
road. I assumed they had wandered into
the neighborhood in search of food. I
felt so bad for the poor things. I
wanted to put out a bowl of something for them, but the hubby insisted "You
can’t feed wild animals!” HMPH!
Since then I haven’t really seen many deer around so seeing
those tracks this morning was really cool.
And while it would have been fun to have a snow day with the kids, maybe do some sledding and then relax by a fire with a little hot cocoa, I was thankful that I didn't have to shovel off my roof.