More Snow

I love being retired. I am able to do all kinds of things that I have always wanted to do, but never had time, like making big bead tapioca pudding. You have to soak the beads overnight, and I would always forget to do that when I was working. Some people call it frog eye pudding, and it does kinda look like frog eyes, but it is yummy. I can't wait for my grandson to move closer and I will make him chocolate chip cookies and frog eye pudding.
Also, I have time to go to family gatherings that I could not when I had a job. Today I went to Crawford, NE, to my cousin's 50th wedding anniversary. When I got up this morning, it was about 15 degrees and no wind, so I didn't hurry around too much to go feed. When I went out to feed, it was snowing and the temperature had dropped to about 5 above zero, but still no wind, so it didn't feel too bad. Got things fed, then almost changed my mind about going to Nebraska, but I really did want to go. I waited until the last minute and it quit snowing. Still no wind, so off I went.
My cousin about fainted when I came in. Even some of the family that lived in Crawford had not come because of the weather. My cousin's grandson was shot by a policeman last fall, and I wanted to be there to continue to show my support for them. The policeman has been indicted by a Grand Jury for the shooting, and has been removed from his job. But emotions are still running high in little old Crawford.
It was snowing in Nebraska and the wind came up while I was there, so I decided I'd best get headed for home, or I might be caught in a ground blizzard. The roads weren't much worse coming home and there was still no wind here, but it had started snowing again, and everything was covered with about a four-inch blanket of snow. Beautiful, and still not any colder, still no wind, thank God. It's pretty treacherous underfoot out there now, though, because we had a layer of ice where we had packed the snow from before down, and now fresh snow on top of it. A person could fall and bust their.....well, you know.
I’m glad I went and cut more wood last week, I was almost out. Looks like I’m going to be needing it. We heated our house with wood when I was a kid, and I hated it, the constant cutting, splitting and fetching of wood, plus the mess from the ash and soot, but now I know. There's nothing like the warmth you get from burning wood, or the feeling you get when your wood shed is full.