the one with my neighborhood
Several words have been thrown around by the media, our priest, people and facebook, etc. about the snow storm that hit over the Holidays. Goliath, Snowmegaddon, Snowpocolypse, etc. It started Christmas Day, the snow, but the blizzard? That blew in Sunday night. From the North, of course, where all good blizzards come from and left snow drifts 6 foot and higher all across our area. Needless to say, I didn't get out of the house much those first few days. Too dang cold! So, when the sun started shining again and our neighborhood was cleared, thanks to several neighbors and their tractors, I finally started "walking the dog" again. I mean, let's face it, she really walks me.