“Mother, look! What’s all this?”

We have no use for melodramatic Starkian warnings here in Wyoming. Winter isn’t “coming;” it is, or it is not. Yesterday evening, I walked home across a chilly, rainy, snowless landscape. This morning, this:

I’ll bet the Public Works folks are less than thrilled, but the boys sure do love it.

Well,  most of the boys love it. Nathan is a bit more…restrained in his enthusiasm.

“Mother, look! What’s all that white stuff?”

Attribution(s): I am responsible for all the photos (and small fry) seen here. That second fact is much scarier than the first.

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