No more bare ground for awhile.

After two hours of shoveling snow. I’m taking a break. To savor. The first snowstorm of the season. Fortunately, the over one foot of snow has come three weeks before my departure. For Italy. I’d have felt cheated. If I went through an entire winter. Without once experiencing snow.  Imagine. There are people on Earth who have never seen or touched snow. Never made a snowball. Or a snowman. Never tasted freshly fallen snow. Here I am. In a winter wonderland.  Where the natives won’t see the bare ground again. Maybe not ‘til April. –Jim Broede