The Ponies breaking trail after the first of 2 Blizzards
The storms just keep rolling in during the coldest February ever, but on a cold still night the moon casts a glow over my little yellow house, far from the highway, tucked away like a good nights sleep.
But God would you keep, this one thing for me?
A little yellow house, far from the highway,
Tucked away like a good nights sleep.
-Michael Martin Murphy
And the snow came tumbling down!