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I was worried, and I think I sort of freaked out Lydia who is a nervous passenger at the best of times. Still it cleared up before Langley and we made it home alive. My car is covered in about a million inches of mud, but that's a small price to pay for safety.
How mud is a price paid for safety I don't know, but it sounds good.
Today it snowed lightly downtown, but nothing stayed on the ground. I'm anxious for the winter to end and the eight months of rain to begin. When does that happen again?
Originally posted on jazzlawyer.vox.com