It has to get worse before it gets better. So very much dirt came with the high winds this winter. As the snow melts off of the edge of our concrete driveway it is grit and muck. Today we celebrated one of Lena’a favorite chores. Out came a pail and a broom and the cement by the back door got a wosh and a swosh . . . several times over. That area creates a whirl wind whether it be leaves, evergreen needles or just plain old farm dirt. Mom always believed it didn’t pay to clean the back entry if you didn’t follow up and get the area right outside the door cleaned up before it followed feet right back into the house. Smart gal she was.