Whad’ya know, it’s winter!

From state highway …

To state route …

To county road leading from nearest town …

To my county road that is less traveled …

The 60-mile trek home from work was quite interesting … but beautiful. Tense … yet entertaining. Ominous to others, yet almost fun for crazy people like us. Especially for folks who just get to sit and ride while someone else mans the the 4-wheel drive vehicle.

For that lucky girl, snow-covered roads are not so bad. And the person out for the joy ride home from work can take photos and lament the fact that she has only a crummy cell phone camera instead of the good camera.

Breathing a sigh of relief that they are home safe and sound after a 104-minute drive — normally made in 70 minutes — she can chastise her driver for careening through two-foot snowdrifts in the driveway, and then greet three happy children who shriek with anticipation. The sledding that has eluded them until now is within sight. Maybe even tonight!

The snow is beautiful. It’s magical. I want to burrow into my home with fuzzy socks and flannel pajamas and read a book and sip cocoa. Only I forgot to go to the barn.

Hey! Did you know that pink fuzzy housecoats are great insulation against winter wind when paired with a parka? Yep. They keep your legs warm!

What was I saying? Oh yes. Beautiful, wondrous winter … and it’s too early to pick seeds for next spring’s garden because it’s winter and I love snow.

And that’s why I just made online reservations for a week-long camping trip next August.

Hey … winter has arrived. Finally!

I’m cold.