A Blizzard and a Baby

Henri could only wish for a walk in the field today. The snow was too deep and came over his head.

The poor little dog couldn't even get out the back door to do his morning business. The snow sifted off the roof and made a nice pyramid. He had to use the front door, which wasn't much easier.

Steve went around and shoveled us out from the other side. Until the snow melts, Henri's walk will be limited to a narrow path around the yard. The ramp Steve built for my mom is twenty-two inches off the ground at the door. It appears we got about fourteen inches of snowfall with twice that depth in drifts.

Neighbor W. came with his tractor to clear the driveway. His assistance saved Steve many more hours with the snowblower. Grandson Jack would have enjoyed watching the tractor clear snow!

On Friday night, as the snow fell and the winds blew, our second daughter had her first baby. Ironically, no blizzard raged near the Canadian border and the night that welcomed little Hugo in those northern parts was clear and bright. His name means, "bright in mind and spirit". Oh, how we cannot wait to meet him!