Walking back
to my house from the mailbox the other day, I came across some broken glass in
front of my neighbor’s house.
In disgust, I
said to myself, “Oh my gosh – would you look at that. How awful that they can’t
even keep their own driveway clean.”
It actually
took me several minutes to figure out that it wasn't broken glass at all: it was
ice. The puddle had frozen over and then broke apart when they drove through it.
It’s going to
be a weird winter, I’m thinking.
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