While the rains came in the night and washed the snow away, I awoke with a strong and lasting (at least in the short term)memory of the snow. I fell yesterday! Now I feel and wear the memory of it. It happened first thing in the morning. I was in my bathrobe and slippers. I was venturing forth into the white wonder to clear off our satellite dish so that I could go online. Yeah! Down all 12 steps from our porch to the yard. That first step was a d oozy. Thank God that they were covered in snow. But still!!! Check out this picture from the pioneer woman for a visual of how I must have looked. Check out the bug eyes. Yep, I'm sure that was me.
This is Tj, by the way. I would hate for you to think that Mark was capable of such clumsiness!