Month: January 2017

Carl The Snowman

“Hi, I’m Carl! I have a belly full of hot cocoa mix and a head full of marshmallows.  Take me home, heat up a pot of milk, and watch me melt away into delicious hot chocolate.  I’m only around once a year, so drink up while you can.”  — Carl   Continue reading Carl The Snowman

The First Winter Snow

I recently read “Mud Season: How One Woman’s Dream of Moving to Vermont, Raising Children, Chickens and Sheep, and Running The Old Country Store Pretty Much Led to One Calamity After Another.” This is relevant because, as a former Texan, I didn’t know what a mud season is.  Turns out that, further north than here, the ground freezes to a certain depth and does not thaw before the melting winter’s snow.  Until the ground thaws enough for the run-off to sink in, there is mud.   Continue reading The First Winter Snow