dual personalities

This morning I woke up to this:

My neighbors nice house

It’s very pretty until one faces the reality of ice under snow on the cars and 4 inches of heavy snow on the driveway (the pictures don’t really do the amount justice).

Not only did my hero, our neighbor and his snow blower come to the rescue, but he generously did the rest of the neighborhood as well!

Mr. Peters saves the day

Son #3 had a 9am bell practice at church, so I dug out the cars while he got himself up and fed. It would have been easier if he had walked the 3 blocks, but he refuses to wear a coat, hat, or gloves, and it is snowing quite a lot (though it’s hard to tell from the pictures). Rather than let the church people discover the awful truth about his neglectful parents, I braved the weather. Everyone else in the house was, of course, asleep. It was worth the effort — the village green was peaceful and quiet.

Since these pics were taken at about 9am in falling snow, the Christmas lights are off, the decorations obscured, and everything is a muted grey, but you get the idea…

The First Presbyterian Church

So I say, “let it snow” — that is, as long as it stops before son #1 is due at the airport in Ottawa tomorrow morning! Merry Christmas!