
The rest of the road is down to the dirt, full of spring potholes. Some of the road is even dry enough to form dust. It would be nice if the road wouldn't go so fast from ice to dust.

There is a renewed sense of freedom I feel when we can visit all our friends without fear of the road or going 50 miles around to travel 8 miles.
As you can tell I am back from Los Angelos. My brother and son tried to convince me to move out there, but my heart is here in the mountains of Leetonia. I took a walk with the dogs the next day after my return and couldn't believe the difference in the amount of snow and ice since before I left. The sun feels more inviting here. The birds are flying back from their winter migrations and everyday a new one can be heard outside singing a song of happiness for the warmer and longer days.
My work will pick up as fast as the snow melts and that is good. Mountain girl, Paula, logging off and happy to be back in Leetonia.

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