Where did That Feeling Go?

As I took out the trash to the curb this morning, I noticed a few tiny flakes in the air. When I mentioned it to Barb, we looked out the window and it was snowing big time flakes and busy covering the porch rail with white. Not long ago, we were delighted to see the flakes falling and we were like little kids in the delight. Now that we are on our 21st episode of snow it is not nearly as fascinating. I look out and wonder just how far down in the mud the gravel is sinking with each freeze and thaw. Just how many dollars worth of gravel is it going to take to brign them back up to grade? Bah Humbug! Snow is for kids! MUD