I baked chocolate chips cookies, ironed the boys’ uniforms and checked them for inspection at the Scout Pack meeting. Then the snow started falling. The flakes were big and the wind whirled them into a white fog. In one hour the snow was a foot deep and it didn’t appear to be slowing down.
Instead of scouts Tad shovels the deck before dinner….and again after dinner.
How strange, one day the ground is 90% visible, the next day a foot of snow covers everything, and then the third day the ground reappears. The dry air and sun vaporizes the snow. The snow doesn’t melt; it just disappears.
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