I love snow. I find it is ever so much more comfortable for my joints. Like walking in the clouds...
Too, it brings back fond memories of my youth, in North Dakota... but it's an awful lot warmer here!
That also reminds me just how much better it is here than if I still lived up North. I get grain here, and I only have to share the hay pile with one horse (and a donkey or four), rather than the dozens upon dozens of my cousins and brothers.
And if Mother moans about the cold (pansy) or how difficult it is to slog up to the barn (this isn't really snow, Mother! There's only 3 or 4 inches) or forgets to bring the camera to show off my cavorting, well...
Summer's just around the corner!
Cookie, please.
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