“They” were right— this time

Long years ago, probably 1990, the weatherman kept telling us for days that we would have ONLY a quarter of an inch of snow. Nothing to be worried about.
So I didn’t get worried.
And then I got up and looked out the kitchen window.
I couldn’t see anything on the bbq grill but the very top on the smoke stack.
Sixteen—that’s 16– inches of snow. In southern Oklahoma in March !!
Since then I have been skeptical of any possible or not so possible snow coming our way.
Friday night into Saturday early morning we had about a half inch of ice and snow. It was
even enough warm that we could sit on the porch and watch the dogs play.

It's now Sunday, we've had beautiful sunshine and -- you guess it -- the dogs took over the warm spot where the sunshine came into the house.

I've found an agent that I will be sending soon parts of the book and then wait for a while until they have a chance to read it.

It's so true and raw. I might start putting pages on the blog to see what you all think. And yet, do I want to do that because someone might not like it at all.

Ill let you know if I decide to put some of the book on here.

Later, Linda