All That’s Left


Our local newscasts flooded the airwaves preparing us for the imminent snow storm.  As southerners, many of us yearn for the beauty of the snow covered grounds.  We excitedly rush out to purchase snow sleds, enough food for weeks (stripping the grocery store shelves of bread, chips, water, etc.) and movies galore.  We wake to a beautiful morning gazing out the window at the beautiful snow.  By noon, we start to see patches of melting snow.  By the end of the day as the sun is going down, newscasts are saying, “Schools will reopen tomorrow.”  Reality sets in and we know it’s back to our normal routines – especially when we look outside and see all that’s left is the squirrel hopping around in the grassy “snowless” yard.


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