As I sit here looking out on another snow fall, on this first day of 2009, I’m thinking back to last summer and the days we spent at the lake. Those were carefree days that didn’t involve the dreaded “S” word. When I was little it seemed that winter only lasted 4 months or so; we really had to pack in playing in the snow in those days. Now that I live in Canada (and I’m quite a bit older) it seems winter lasts for 6 to 8 months. Way. Too. Long.
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