Heavy whiteness blankets the neighbourhood,

Muffles sound.

(Eight more inches fell overnight.)

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The task of releasing us from the home has returned.

Strong arms and back cooperate to move the barrier that keeps us inside.

(One shovel broke two days ago to be replaced by three new ones.)

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Groans of an oversized engine sound across the way.

Heavy equipment has come.

Boys race to windows, stand, watch.

Uncertainty hovers.

Excitement?

Disappointment?

Joy is mingled with sadness.

(4 hours for the front end loader and dump trucks to clear away the pile in the parking lot.)

We've had more snow so far this winter than in many previous ones. Above freezing temperatures this afternoon and evening combined with rain have cleared away several inches of height, but much remains. The roads tomorrow might not be safe to travel to visit family, but we'll wait and see. In the meantime we have a quiet evening ahead still, and the anticipation of Christmas morning worship with our church family.

Blessings to all, this Christmas eve. Peace and joy be yours tonight, tomorrow, and in days to come.