December 12! Not drastic but enough to know it was a snow. People are having a terrible time getting up the hill. I am sitting here with a fire in fireplace, thinking that it was pretty outside.
I remember a terrible ice storm when I was a child. We had a wood stove in the kitchen so we were fine inside but the Chinese elms were hit hard by the ice and lost all kinds of limbs. In that big house, we had no fireplace and that is strange.
When Mark was here, he told his kids about snows here in Cape and how all the kids gathered here to go down this hill. When we had the 28 inch snow, no one was allowed to drive but the kids gathered and my dryer went into full-time use. I like memories -- they keep my brain alive and I want to write down as much as I can...while I can.
I need to call Annie to have the kids put my trash out, put a light in the bathroom upstairs, and get the paper for me. They love snow and it will not be a problem with them.
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