Buried

The snow drifts are up to my waist. When I want to enter a building, I have to shovel a path to open the door. The wind chill is going to be below zero tonight. I'm excited because it's supposed to be above freezing later this week.... for the first time in weeks.

I'm just writing this little note to myself in the hopes that I will re-read this post when it's warm, and give thanks.