Not too bad . . .

We only got about 4 inches of new snow, but it is still sifting down like powdered sugar. We still had about 4 inches from last week or whenever. It is supposed to snow all day today, all night and all day tomorrow and tomorrow night. Predictions were for over a foot here - winter is here.

A poem to share . . .

First Snow-Fall

by Albert Bigelow Paine.

THE sun that dim November day
Had failed to kiss the clouds away
From quiet Nature's furrowed face,
Where autumn tears had left their trace.

And, by and by, on fields of brown
The feathered flakes came floating down
From Heaven to this world of ours,
Like spirits of departed flowers.

And fast and faster through the night,
Till Morn arose on meadows white,
And o'er the landscape lightly stepped
Where tired Nature, smiling, slept.


This morning is going to be "housecleaning" day. We have gotten kind of lazy and let our "house duty" list fall by the wayside so it is time to get it going again. I keep telling myself it is good exercise. Two hours this morning and two hours tomorrow morning should get us caught up.

My studio is calling to me already so I better get "high behind" and get going.