I know most of you don’t like to shovel snow or drive in snow, but I love snow, especially rolling in it! And with now 16 inches with lots more to come, I’ll be able to make dog angels for days!

I also love ice, but I discovered there can be too much of a good thing. A huge icicle fell from the inn, and I attacked it with a vengeance. Ah, bliss! Like a whole quart of ice cream instead of a children’s portion. I ate the whole thing! Alas, there is a consequence for being greedy — I shivered for more than an hour! The moral of the story — don’t eat a whole icicle. Winter according to Quinn