Monday, January 25, 2016

Nowhere to Go

Here in our little corner of the world neighbors plow your driveway because they have a snow blower and you don't.  It's that kind of place. There's a lot of kindness here — and a lot of plowed-out driveways.

But it's a classic case of all dressed up and nowhere to go.

Because every one of these neatly dug out, snow-walled stretches of pavement ends in — a snowbank.

The little plows have arrived but the big one has not.  So I remain blissfully snowed in with the driveway clearing, the pantry emptying and my hopes high. Not for a rescue. Oh, no. But for another day of being snowed in.


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