Snow Angels
When the snow is pristine
I hear them calling
I begin to feel like a tween
I can’t help falling
It’s not that I’m so keen
I can’t stop laughing
My boots full of snow
The angels are calling
So down I go
For more Garden Blogger's Muse Day quotes, poems and other thoughts go Here. Carolyn Gail at Sweet Home Chicago started this some time ago. Lots of fun.When the snow is pristine
I hear them calling
I begin to feel like a tween
I can’t help falling
It’s not that I’m so keen
I can’t stop laughing
My boots full of snow
The angels are calling
So down I go
I must say Luna has never seen me lying in the snow. She was wondering what in the world is my Mom doing?
She is lying there in the snow flailing around. (Pam this one is for you.)
Heck, I can do that. It is easy.
I would really rather that she get up and run around with me even though it is difficult in this deep snow.
Dad is over there contemplating the double dip hill where the children that sled here made a ramp at the end out of two trash barrels. Dad always likes a challenge. 
Hope you all enjoyed the weekend. We sure did. 
