“Look at all this snirt!” my husband exclaimed.
Our deep snowbanks were covered with dirt (“snirt”), thanks to the strong winds.
“I’m so tired of winter,” I replied.
He glanced in my direction. I read his mind.
“That’s an understatement,” he was thinking.
As we drove on that windy day, our world looked like a black and white movie. Fortunately, a colorful car or house punctuated the somber color of the…