It started out nicely enough....
Checking out all the snow in the backyard.
Checking out the temperature. What is it? All of 3 degrees!
From tractor in the summer to snow plow in the winter.
So much snow that we dug a tunnel. Now, that was fun!
But, from the look on his face, I think Tim senses trouble.
GRRRR! TUNNEL GONE!!! RRRROOOARRRR!
But, when it's all done, the boys forgive and forget and dive into a little television to warm up. For, it's back to school tomorrow!
He spoke of his angel
a dear baby girl.
He loved every footstep,
he loved every curl.
But she went to Heaven,
just one year ago.
The angels came for her
at the first fall of snow...
...I knew she was part of
his happier years.
His frail body trembled,
he spoke soft and low.
"I'll be with my baby
At the first fall of snow."
Hank Williams
The First Fall of Snow 1951