I was preparing to go to bed last night but my husband called me to the front door – and opened it to see the beautiful snow falling. This morning the skies are white – and so is the ground – and almost everything else. Tomorrow we are visiting our daughter’s family – and some of our other families. We’ll be waiting to see who else saw the snow today. And tomorrow?
Everything is still white, but our daughters, and I, are busy in the kitchen. Betsy is our leader, and we can’t wait to get into that kitchen.