I was conceived in a blizzard. Grandpa used to call me “snow baby” as a kid.
Man, I miss Nebraska. Just cold and rainy here in occupied Iowa.
It was almost 80 degrees when I left Louisville, NE for Epply Airfield to pick up my son yesterday. They flew above the storms that hit western Iowa. Lots of turbulence.
Lots of wind and snow now.
The new Siberian Husky puppy loves it!