It had been snowing lightly with sun breaks in between for some time, after the dense snow showers earlier in the day. The world was white, the banked snow sparkly when the sun hit it. Strange season for such a storm – it was only a week past Thanksgiving. Maybe eight inches had fallen earlier in the day. Enough that her car was essentially stuck. No one would dig out her private road unless she did it herself. And that wasn’t how she saw spending the afternoon. She was stocked with enough food, water, and other essentials to last a week, easy. This was just a nice excuse to call in for a couple of extra days of vacation. Of course, she didn’t get a cell signal here, and there hadn’t been a landline in ages, so she wasn’t sure how that would work out. But she wasn’t expected back until Monday, and it was only Saturday. Tomorrow she’d worry about the implications of being snowed in, if that’s the condition she found herself in. For now, she was going to enjoy a solo afternoon in her favorite spot in the world, the family cabin.
