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The Weather Outside is Frightful!


We woke up this morning to a sky full of snow.  I thought I would get out and take some pictures while the snow was still fresh.  So I yanked on Brent's boots.  Yes, Brent's boots, I still refuse to buy my own.  I don't live where it gets cold.  I don't live where there is snow.  Why would I need boots?  So I put on Brent's boots.  He chooses to deny other things.


Can you guess where the street is?


Does this help?  The car lights lit up the falling snow.  I thought it was kinda cool.  I bet the driver of the car thought I was weirdo. 


See this tree right here.  Every year somebody takes the corner to fast and ends up in the tree.  Amazingly enough, the tree looks just fine.  While the cars that hit the tree,  not so fine.   Guess that means the tree wins.

I know that you have been missing pictures of my flowers so I took this picture just for you. Somehow, it just isn't the same.
 

The #1 Reason I had Children
Who wants to shovel snow when you can be taking pictures?

Comments

Emily said…
I, also, don't live in a cold place. That would be ridiculous. Who would want to live where it snows? Brrr
Love the snow pictures and the son shoveling pictures. Having children is great!
Me, Myself and I said…
We bought a new shovel this year. It's time to put Hollie to work! Yesssssss!

So, I've lived here *almost* 6 years and have never seen anyone wrapped around that tree. Probably because I only see the tree when I am narrowly missing it going around the curve. haha. If I hit it I'm not sure if I want you to come and help me, or just let me sit alone in my embarrassment.
Krissi said…
I did a neighborhood pole (ok, I just asked Cristy) and the majority say that every year someone hits the tree. If you hit the tree I will come help you but I am bringing the video camera with me.
Brock said…
I like when people hit that tree! It's my favorite!

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