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Winter Storm Tonight

26 Jan

Lucky Us! Iowa is currently being hit with winds of up to 50 MPH and more snow. Yippee! Sometimes the wind is so strong, the snow is blowing straight sideways instead of down. As in a straight line side to side.  Snow isn’t falling here, it’s blowing past!

New FB Page Idea

20 Jan

New FB Page Idea—All people really, really, really tired of snow. I’ll be the first member!

FYI Evil Weatherman– that 8/10 of an inch was a LIE!  A dad-gum, filthy, no-good lie told to raise my spirits and then crush them under the weight of 2 inches of unforcasted snow.  I am seriously displeased.  And considering a lawsuit based on the intentional infliction of emotional distress.

Jan. 20 Snow Storm

Art I Love — Polar Bear Baby

18 Dec

“Polar Bear Baby” by Miezbiez

♬ It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Winter! ♫

11 Nov

Look out, it’s officially the second snow of the year! And this time it’s supposed to actually stick! Woot! School Out days are on their way!

We went from this last week:

 

To This This Week:

 

The First Snow

19 Mar

🙂 Here is a short poem I wrote in honor of winter wrapping up.  While I always enjoy the first snow, I’m about ready for spring!

Snow

A picture of our first snow here in Iowa

As the first winter snow starts falling down,
It covers her hair with a crystal crown.
Sparkling white diamonds covering her clothes,
Bring pink to her cheeks, and rose to her nose.
 
The world seems to stop, as she passes it by,
The whistling wind croons to the sky.
The roads are all quiet, the businesses closed
The park, like a picture, is prettily posed.
 
Suddenly out come the children with joy,
Laughter and shouts come from each girl and boy.
As three find a sled, and four the best hill,
they slide and they slide, till each has his fill.
 
The houses are lit, their warmth shining bright,
To neighbors and family who visit this night.
She walks down the lane and watches it all,
Storing memories and smiles to later recall.
 
Her steps in the snow as she walks up the lane,
Leave the first mark on a pure snowy plain.
A home of her own is waiting ahead,
With family, and fire, and chocolate, and bed.
 
As the first winter snow starts falling down,
It covers her hair with a crystal crown.
Sparkling white diamonds covering her clothes,
Bring pink to her cheeks, and rose to her nose.
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