Same job, different uniform.

Tuesday, January 07, 2014

Today my whole little family crammed into layers of bad, can't-wick-away-the-moisture snow clothes and went outside. Jon ran the snowblower and my kids made snow angels and drew me into the snow with their shining eyes and red cheeks: Wave my arms and kick my legs and feel the snow crawl up my back. I felt like a child again.

It was very, very cold and I felt like a real High Plainsman. Bliss.

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