It's a snow day!

Unlike some places in the world, everything seems to stop in WNC when it snows. The roads are too wonky for people to drive on them. After much ado about the coming storm, it finally hit late yesterday afternoon. Around ten last night, I thought someone was trying to break in but it was only the wind. I have no idea how one determines how much snow is on the ground but I would guess three inches?, maybe less.

The picture below is for my nephews and their father who gave me the hat and wrote the poem. The hat was my Christmas joke (a longtime family tradition where each family member gets a gift with a poem describing some (hopefully) funny thing relating to the previous year). The poem follows. (I knitted the scarf, the Netflix in my pocket was too late for today's mail pick-up. Darn.)

Moving
by Michael J. Kadas

Sweet ocean breeze
On summer days,
Cool evenings,
No traffic
On Sanibel.
Quiet.

Not

Oh the north,
chill lake winds
crisp crunch of snow
‘Neath slippered feet,
Searching for,
the hidden
Plain Dealer.

Not.

North Carolina,
Like little bear porridge
Not too hot
And not too cold.
But just in case
It’s colder than you think
This fine hat.
Its even pink.