Snow sure is pretty but see when the moon shines on it, it sure has a habit of waking you up in the middle of the night.
We were tossing and turning for a while so when we did get back to sleep we didn’t wake up till past seven. Now the sun is up and there is not a cloud in the sky.
During our wide awake moonlit meandering we started to worry about burst pipes at the tearoom.
Was it going to get cold enough for the pipes to freeze? Well it is frigid.
So the outcome is that Ma talked to Dad just now and they are going to come get me after church and go up to the ancient barrack.
So I am happy and I know that Ma will able to sleep better tonight if she gets to leave her taps dripping and is not concerned about floods.
Blessing#1981-Snow Mobile
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