And every single one counts. So I didn’t need to wake up to the phone tree ringing at 6 am, and the notice that school is two hours late. Late?! Huh? How come?! Then I looked outside.
44 Days to Deadline
And every single one counts. So I didn’t need to wake up to the phone tree ringing at 6 am, and the notice that school is two hours late. Late?! Huh? How come?! Then I looked outside.
We have snow, too.
There was weeping.
Add to that weeping a dose of wailing, teeth gnashing, and a few curses tossed up toward Mother Nature. She’s on my list.
It’s still beautiful! I love those.
Penney