our little yard with the first snowfall

We had our first snowfall.  Minor though it may have been, it was lovely and Christmas-like.  Unfortunately GP was away with our car so I had my father-in-law's auto.  Driving his car is always stressful because he is such a worrywart.  God forbid something happen to it while I was driving.  I'd never recover from the guilt.  Grace's school is over the hill and over very narrow, twisting roads.  Though snow tires or chains are mandatory above a certain altitude (our hills are above that altitude) the city doesn't concern itself with plowing (no plows), salting (no salt) or sanding (some sand but not enough) the roads.  The grandparents live in the "lowlands" so don't have snow tires.  The drive was a little treacherous.  There was the added problem of Italians not really knowing how to drive in snow and not following the rules of the road in any case.  So lots of cars off the road, people late to school, slipping and sliding up the sleep slope to the teacher's parking lot.  But we arrived safe and sound and I immediately called my father-in-law to tell him his car was intact.  By the time school was over it had warmed up sufficiently to melt most of the snow and the drive home was fine.  Today there is barely a trace of it left.  xxoo me