There is a road under there somewhere.

It is fun considering we don't ever have much in Stl. Good thing because gravel roads are not top priority for snow plows. We can't get out.
I am thankful that we are not a homestead family. I am thankful this house has heat upstairs. My whole life we didn't. I went to bed reading with mittens and a hat on. I could see my breath. I got dressed while sitting on the heater.
I am still obsessed with sitting on the heater.
4 comments:
Hey-
Just stumbled upon your blog, and wanted you to know how much I enjoyed it. You have a lovely bunch of kids, and are a very talented photographer. I'll check it out again soon.
Scott
brrr!!!
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Looks beautiful! How lovely to be snowed in a place like that!! (with heat, too...LUCKY!) :) Love ya.
Thanks for your thoughtful thoughts!
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