And yes, it is still snowing

This is the view from my front stoop last night. This morning, there was another two or three inches, so back to the shovel I went. The driveway is the toughest--there's nowhere to put the snow, so I have to load up the shovel and then trot down the alley 10 or 15 feet to dump it. And then back again.

While I worked, the neighbor kids from across the alley came out and stood at their minivan, waiting for their mother, and stared at me. And stared.

What, like they've never seen a woman shoveling before? A woman wearing green and black Eddie Bauer pajama bottoms, a lilac-colored pullover fleece top, a burgundy faux-suede vest with a fleece lining, bright red mittens, and Ugg boots? And with bed hair exploding in a matted 'fro around her ruddy face? Huh? They've never seen that before? Sure they have. Every time it snows.

It's not cold if you dress for it. And yes, it is still snowing.