tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5505918211627651850.post3469209237496069197..comments2021-02-07T05:33:44.877-08:00Comments on Goldie's ramblings: Lessons in the snow from a desert ratAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04363040858882230735noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5505918211627651850.post-61116721060294750852013-02-10T03:08:27.112-08:002013-02-10T03:08:27.112-08:00Goldie! You posted!!! And what a post it is. Havin...Goldie! You posted!!! And what a post it is. Having grown up in mid-America with ice, snow and cold I do know what you speak of. There isn't much of it I miss, with exception to the new fallen snow on a crisp moonless night. If it is moist enough, it even has a 'scrunch, scrunch' sound when one walks out to shovel the walk way. Tamarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15487299243348055428noreply@blogger.com