Snow Day

I love this picture.  It was 1978 in Jerome, Idaho.

I often think, how did this happen?

This week it snowed on Monday and Tuesday mornings, but only about 3 inches.

The wind started blowing late Wednesday night.

Before morning, they had to close roads, because all of the snow that was in the fields, 

had blown on to the roads and you couldn't even tell where the roads were anymore.

O Blessed Snow Day.

No one loves a snow day like a teacher.

Undoubted more than any kid.

  They just make your heart happy.  

A tender mercy.

2020

I was thinking that I haven't done this in a while.

I was wondering why???

I like to blog. It is a journal to me. So why did I stop?

As I was sitting here trying to start a new post I figured out the answer to that question:

We have a new computer.

Nothing is the same. 

I can't get a picture to post, and I like to post the pictures.  

So there you have it, I find it impossible to blog because of something new in my life.

That sounds about right to me.

What else will this new year bring?

Hopefully, it will bring more love, laughter and faith.

Next week, maybe I will figure out the picture thing.