Post Blizzard

It seems as if every other vehicle that drives down my road is a plow truck. Some of them doing it for money, and some of them clearly just for fun. Example being the one man in a blue truck that felt the need to plow the sidewalks with his street plow, piling the snow in huge mounds leaving it un-walkable. The land becomes increasingly whiter everyday while the ocean storms on remaining its rich blue-green-grey.

This is just a little update from my window.

Love Birdie