After my mother died, I found some slides in the trailer, which I scanned. I'm pretty sure everyone is tired of looking at the "Snow du Jour" from the eastern US, and from my back door, so here's snow from a long time ago!
I suspect these were taken in perhaps January or, more likely, February of 1967. I know this is a covered bridge in Kent, Connecticut. I don't remember this specific journey, but I recognize the car in one of the pictures as belonging to one of my mother's friends. I'm even in one of the pictures; I'm the taller child.
Happy Garden Tuesday, everyone; let's hope for a reprieve from the single digit temperatures soon!