We went to Jay’s parents for the day. It’s turned to winter in the hours we drove north.
Winter is pretty. I like looking at winter.
Being in it?
Yeah, well.
This was quickly corrected with a shovel and some sand.
As was this:
Moving to an alternate entrance due to the hazard of this one:
Mom and Dad, many thanks for having us on this winter day.
Love, Jay, Val and Everybody