While You Were Sleeping

Marcus is into cars and trucks and things that go. Yet, the snowplow truck is the most unintelligible to him. "Why?" he asks. Well folks, have I got and answer for him! Christmas we had our blanket of white, enough for Santa to ride down from the North Pole. We know of course that Santa and the North Pole are real, as we saw in Williamston last Saturday a mail box, painted red, and written on its side were the words: "North Pole." And, as we all know from the movie "Miracle on 34th Street", if an agency of the Federal Government says that there is a Santa who lives at the North Pole, and it is a Federal Crime to mislead the United State Mail, then there is a Santa who lives at the North Pole, officially. Anyway, back to my Santa sleighing in the snow story, over New Years, Eve and Day, it snowed. In addition, it snowed last night while we were all nestled and snug in our wee little beds (Parapharsing Clemete Moore 1846). There is a foot of snow on the ground right now, officially, which makes for a winter wonder land bathed in sunshine as it is today.  

Which brings me to Marcus, and cars and trucks and things that go. Before Christmas, while visiting our California crew, Marcus was using the road grader, Bobcat front end loader, garbage dump grader, and snowplow salt truck, indiscriminately. They were all being used for the same purpose. Grandpa necessarily had to "refine" Marcus's understanding of these implements. Now I have a perfect example to show him what a snowplow is and how it is used. While on our ususal daily walk, at times breaking trail but mostly following where the sidewalk snowplow had been before us, along came the Ingham County Road Commission's snowplows, billowing snow from above, each side and behind them. So I captured the moment, several it seems. 

I obviously had taken our camera along on this day, Ms. Kathy was not too happy about this since I would be dawdling in the cold, taking pictures, until of course, a fellow walker coming the opposite direction said: " ... oh you took your camera along, good for you. I wish I had taken mine." I did have to give Kathy the keys to the condo as she eventually hurried on, and I was waiting for the snowplows to come back the opposite direction, adding 20 minutes or so to my outing. Nevertheless, my "cardio" work-out was mushing through the snow around the back of Bear Lake. 

I have lots of "snow shots" if anyone is interested, besides myself of course.