The Long Slog Home

I saw him off in the distance in the neighbor's backyard. When there is no snow, there is a path marked with stones that the kids can use to go from yard to yard. So I don't know what Ronan was thinking trying to cross this after our 3rd snowstorm in as many weeks.

He looked like something out of Little House on the Prairie walking home from school over the Kansas plains after a sudden storm.

Determined, I will give him that. What hat? Zip my coat? Gloves? I am in 4th grade. Too cool for such things.

Finally, he made it safely home. He tied up his horse in the barn and came in to momma who had some soup in the cast iron pot over the fire.