Happily my Mom decided that the weather was too rotten for me to ride my motorcycle, and insisted that she and my Dad drive down and pick me up. I'm glad she did. All that snow fell yesterday while I would have been trying to get home. Like 7 or 8 inches. Not so fun on a bike. I definitely wasn't dreaming of a white Christmas yesterday morning. None the less... white.
PS - Lookit! A photo!
2 comments:
Merry Christmas Mike! That's a whole lotta white!
Thank you. I was worried sick. Your mom is good people.
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