January 8th, 2005

January 8th, 2005
Originally uploaded by CaptPiper.

The forecast was for maybe one inch of snow, but we got about four or five inches. I woke up, threw on my coat over my pajamas, and got out there before the wind took all the snow off the tree branches. The floating clumps of snow are what has been falling from the trees.
Of course, Lucy came with me.

January 8th. It was forty years ago on this day my mother died.