Snow Day

The wind still howls, but the snow has stopped. My husband escaped to work on snowshoes this morning. What ever made me think snowshoes were a good gift? I should have given him a snowshovel or blower or a plow! Instead, over the years, I’ve given him a sled, a tobbogan, skis, and snowshoes. A means of freedom.

What was I thinking??

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