Guess you have to be careful what you wish for. We’ve all been shaking our fists at the sky clamoring for snow and WOW — it came. Nothing like a good old Nor’wester to change the landscape. My writing plans for the day have changed, too, since I’ll be making cookies with the Twisted Sisters. Perfect.
Don’t knock the weather; nine-tenths of the people couldn’t start a conversation if it didn’t change once in a while.
— Kin Hubbard