The first snow of the season came this weekend. We got just a little out here. Folks in town had more.
So you have to wonder: will it stay or melt before we get more?
Because there will be more. Meanwhile, we're sorta like this rock--
half and half, and half and half.
Brown/black, wet/dry.
Half hoping, half dreading. Half excited, half resigned.
And, like the rock, we're not getting up to go elsewhere.Yet we reserve the right to the mixed feelings.
