Winter has arrived and with it, the cold. Yesterday afternoon the temperature dropped over ten degrees in an hour. My sixteen-month-old grandson got his first jacket since, for the next few days at least, his usual hooded sweatshirt will not be sufficient. My husband pulled out his leather jacket and the grocery store was full of patrons wearing calf high boots, stocking caps and knitted scarves. I stuck to a long-sleeved turtle-neck beneath a sweatshirt. It was not a wise decision.
The photograph is near where we used to live in Nebraska. We have no snow where I live today, but I remember it well!
So wherever you are, I wish you warmth, both inside and out.
Until next time…”
When we lived