Merry Christmas to each of my loved ones.
I now know what a blizzard really feels and looks like. Mike and I got up early and headed out in this mess to make it to Cindy's house for brunch and family Christmas. Worst weather I have ever been out traveling. We drove the truck, but do not have 4x4 drive. Paul and his family made it...but they do have 4x4. Cindy's in-laws could not make it....so we stayed for her dinner she was preparing for them. We finally returnd home around 7:30 PM. Really, really a white knuckle ride home.
Cound not imagine seeing Helen's kids outside without coats, therefore, I love Fleta's poem.
I'll try to post some pictures tomorrow.