Checking the weather out the backdoor is something this farm girl does during a storm.
When I saw that the snow had blown up against the storm door and was blocking the view, I thought it was so pretty with the dark interior and the outside light shining. Now about eight hours later, the snow has started falling off and I can see the drifts out the back door.
Parts of the high country (mountains) were to have deep snow. Out here on the plains, there isn't always a lot, and that which we do manage to get blows into drifts. I can find beauty in most things of nature, but shoveling snow diminishes my appreciation for it.
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