These days people are often in lock-down at home. In this early column, I was looking forward to some downtime.
Being snowbound meant everything else would be put on hold. Listen to this column from the 1983 to see my view when no snow was in the offing.
Tomorrow a winter storm will be hitting here. I’ll be snowbound with my cats, chickens, and dog. That’s fine for a day or two, but hopefully not too long.
It’s 44 days until spring. That knowledge keeps me going.
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