Rising from the Arms of Morpheus this morning I opened the blinds expecting to see a blinding white snowscape.
But what did I see?
Nothing.
Nil.
Nada.
Just a wet ground from rain during the night and a light - - very light - - dust of white on rooftops and a few places on the ground.
We had been promised 5 to 9 inches of snow!
For this disappointing Throwback Thursday, here's a photo of a place where it really snowed.
That is my mother and I in front of our house in Stanley, North Dakota, sometime probably in the 1940's.
That is snow covering the ground.
And who left the door open??!!!
Well, the insulted Weather Gods are still saying we may get snow today but I think they've pulled back to 1 to 3 inches.
Or less.
Probably less, I'll bet.
And just to warm you back up, here's a photo from the 1980's either just before or just after SWMBO and I had moved to Mexico.
Those two wild men are Big Brent Bogdanski and Terrible Terry Taylor.
And you can bet neither of them was drinking straight Pepsi.
Terry lived on his sailboat and was thus known as a "yachtie".
(By the way he is not related to me, in spite of his last name.)
Brent lived on dry land in Guaymas, Sonora, Mexico, and ran an amateur radio net.
He, thus, called himself a "terrestrial".
Good guys but hard partiers, as were most of the ex-pats we met in Mexico.
But it beat shoveling snow.
