At least once a week since Christmas, we've had snow. Each time, the schools have closed for a day or two, but it hasn't snowed enough yet to keep me home from work. I took this photo through my car window yesterday morning, going down our hill to the highway. A layer of frozen slush lay under the snow, so the drive to work was a long, slow crawl.
One of these cold, white mornings, I'll open the front door and look outside. As I'm standing there, wondering if I should try to go to work, the phone will ring. I'll answer, and my boss will say, "Hi, Genevieve. The roads aren't safe this morning, so don't try to come in. Stay home today! And we want to pay you for your full shift, anyway, just because you're a great employee!"
I don't really expect that to happen, folks, but we all have our little dreams.