We've all seen the romantic symbols of Vermont in the Winter - sleighs drawn by horses going up to a candlelit inn, etc. - but how about a few facts that you also have to live with occasionally. How about having a fuel company that thinks you have a 500 gallon oil tank? Great, until you realize that the tank is only 275 gallons and that you just ran out of fuel as the temperature hit -3 F degrees and the house was at 54 F degrees (even the dog was getting cold). Then, when you take the dog out for a walk, the trip down the driveway can be very sudden as the 80 pound Lab manages to get you into a cross-country skiing mode - minus the skis. Yet, I have to admit after spending those years walking through the dirty Manhattan mush and slush on a cold Winter's morn, the sight of clean white snow is very appealing.
Thursday, January 03, 2008
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