Posted by Lidya Endzo Kun iLLa
The night sky is seething with snow moving in a crisscross current and casting smoky shadows on the snowbanks. Every few minutes, the wind slams white loaves of snow out of the trees as if the spirits are having a snowball fight. Ah, the joys of a blizzard when lentil soup is aboil in your chrockpot and you don't have to drive anywhere for at least two days!!