It’s time to write a new column, and I sit here in disbelief that I wrote my last one with snow on the ground--- and it’s still here! I remember snowfalls of my childhood. They didn’t usually last the day, and we’d hope for them to last forever. Well, five days and counting, and it’s beginning to seem like forever. Don’t get me wrong. The snow’s lovely. We’ve driven all over the ranch, and this sight never gets old. If it weren’t so cold, it would be more fun. If we didn’t have at least two burst pipes to repair when the thaw comes, I’d be happier. More may surface in time. If the plants in my greenhouse weren’t likely all dead, that would be nice. The farm animals, birds and wildlife will be relieved when it warms up. I wonder how many were lost from the cold.