Where the road begins....is the usual answer.
At our house who knows where that road begins---thanks to winter storm Thor.
Thor is similar to the 1968 "dump" (16.5" on 3/22) which I enjoyed as a senior at Memphis State University that year----I don't think we named storms back then. We also didn't know ahead of time, hour by hour, when the snow would arrive. MinuteCast®, anyone?
Weather Channel is dubbing our weather as the "March Mess" but I think it's beautiful---easy for me to say---I don't have to go to work, or, like Pop Pop's birds, fend for my food.
I can just curl up with a cuppa and a good book. Wonder if Shel Silverstein has any snow poems in his, Where the Sidewalk Ends??
