More snow. The gnome still sees above it, so it's really no big deal. It is Maine, after all. And it's winter. And, I guess we could be in Washington state. So, no griping here. Just hunkered down on a snowy Sunday, listening to nice music, smelling the herb marinade for the pork tenderloin that is festering for dinner, watching the birds avoid the peanut butter I put out for them, and getting ready to blow snow out of the driveway. Just another winter day in Maine.
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