Buried

At the coffee shop this morning the street lights were backlighting the icicles on the trees and the snow was piled half way up the windows. The house across the street had a huge wreath with a red bow attached to the side of the house with a spotlight on it. It really looked like a fake Christmas card! But really beautiful. Then a man came in stomping the snow off his feet looking a bit "bah hum bug." Apparently on Wednesday he'd gone to the library and surfed the Internet for two hours, but had left his car lights on in the parking lot, so he had a dead battery. Figuring he let it sit overnight, he walked home. Well, central Ohio was hit by a huge storm and not only was his car covered top to bottom with ice, but the snow plows pretty much covered it up. He figured it might melt by Tuesday. Fortunately, he lived within walking distance of both the library and the coffee shop. I overheard the staff talking about how many pastries they'd sold yesterday when so many were without power.