Snow storm…blizzard…where? Lucky and I were born in the North Country and this is just snow showers to us. We love it…after Pat shovels out our baby yard a little bit. We can't go in our big yard because the gate is open waiting for the plow person. We wouldn't run away, but we might get distracted and end up lost in the woods for awhile. I keep hearing a new word…skijoring and then I heard Pat say that if she went skijoring with Lucky and me she could make it to Portland in 45 minutes unless she broke her neck first... HUH?
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