(With apologies to my cousins in New England who have had a terrible February of snow fall)
The sound of the snow plow on the main road of our neighborhood and the sunny days that followed Monday’s snow/sleet event, tell me I must head in to work. That’s the bad thing about “winter storms” down South – the ones they predict almost never live up to expectations. Then when you least expect it you get snowed in. I hope Olympia was kind to New England.
So before I get back to the real world – I’ll link to my recent post on Trovando Famiglia about the first Giorgio brothers who left their seaside village of San Vito Chietino to start a new life in America. I’m glad they did or I wouldn’t have my wonderful husband and kids.