After the Storm

Yesterday we had fourteen inches of snow followed by sleet and rain.  Bob spent three hours this morning shoveling the snow and chipping the ice.  The snowplow didn't come by until ten a.m.  Usually it comes just after midnight.  Last year we didn't have snow until nearly Christmas.  The senior missionaries got together at the mission home last night, but Bob wouldn't venture out on the roads so we missed it.

Above is a picture of the end of our driveway after the plow went by. The street is on the other side of the pile of snow.  Luckily our wonderful neighbour has a big snow blower and he cut through the pile for us.  Yesterday when we left for the temple at eight a.m. it wasn't snowing.  When we came home at two p.m. the neighbour had already run the snow blower over our driveway.

For the past two weeks I have had a sore throat and a cold.  It seems to improve and then it gets worse again.  I missed two days at the temple and spent five days in bed.  Bob also has the same thing but won't give in to it.  He only spent a couple of afternoons in bed.

The first evening I went out after the five days I noticed Christmas lights and houses and yards all decorated for Christmas.  One month to go until Christmas.  Seems to get earlier every year.  I noticed that the decorations included Santa Claus, and other non-religious symbols, but no angels or wise men etc.

We have now been in Nova Scotia for over a year. People are starting to ask when we are going home.  Someone said she couldn't remember when we hadn't been here.  Is that good or bad?