I’m home on my Christmas break. It’s a much different story than last year when I flew into Hell’s wrath of a snowstorm and was diverted (against my will) to Grand Forks, North Dakota for the first night of my trip. You can read the comedy of errors here. This trip has been much more pleasant.
My parents spend a lot of their time at our cabin a few hours north of the Twin Cities. I had to share this great picture. The cabin gets visitors from time to time. This was obviously one visitor who felt a little resistance in his path and figured, ah, it’s not worth it.
