We have gotten so much snow this winter. I am beyond tired of it. That's probably why I haven't been motivated to write this week. That, and my darling granddaughter Olivia gave me her cold. But I have to admit, the snow is beautiful, looking so pristine and white.
I used to have to drive from Adrian to Hillsdale, Michigan, occasionally to conduct hearings on prisoners who were on home confinement. These prisoners are allowed limited time outside the home to work, or go to doctor appointments, etc. During the winter, I got quite anxious sometimes due to ice and snow. Once, I got diverted off the main road onto a dirt road. I could not see the surface, but I think it was dirt. It was all snow and ice at the time I was driving on it. I slowed down to a crawl, like 15 MPH. As I looked around, the beauty of the scenery stunned me. The landscape consisted of tree covered hills, with snow covering the ground and the branches of the trees. The houses looked quaint and inviting. I met another car coming the other way, and we both stopped and remarked to each other how lovely it was.
