There's been a lot of snow around here-
the most Nebraska has seen in the month of December according to the Almanac.
(But what does the Almanac know, really?)
This has equated lots of hours spent inside,
and a few spent outside,
shoveling and trudging and trying to make sense of this new white world.
It was a lovely, cozy Christmas that I'm sure I will get around to posting pictures about later.
I'll be home another week
and then I head back south.
Of course, as of now, my car is barricaded to the curb by three-foot tall piles of plow-pushed snow.
So, in theory, my migration may be interrupted
Happy Monday to all.
(it is Monday, right?)