In a Winter Daze

I stepped outside onto the front porch, seeping in a breath of the crisp cool air.  A fresh coat of powdered snow covered the ground.  I slipped my sock covered feet into my sister’s old boots and buttoned up my thick wool coat, ready to take the trek up to town.  I walked the old dirt road, the brisk wind flushing my cheeks.  The sky was beautiful this time of day. ...