Such a sweet sweet day. Sorry gentle readers for this post is not about my most precious and lovable driveway, but I'm busting at the seems right now. I was shocked and pleased at how heavy my wallet felt even after a fill-up at the gas station. What a glorious Thanksgiving Eve this is turning out to be!

Good morning Macy! Good morning house! Good morning driveway! Clear of snow and debris yet again on this fine morn'. Off to work, sedulous endeavor for the betterment of tomorrow. Soon to see my fine high mountain retreat for a pleasant Thanksgiving holiday.

Oh, hello old buck. Yes, my driveway is for you too; I see you stand so majestically in the chilled high plains air. Your breath exhaling into a billowing plume from your regal ungulate snout. Such a wonderful addition to my brisk, cool morning and picturesque driveway. Stand safely as long as you like, we can both patiently admire the safe and dry crushed granite retreat I call my driveway. Thank you for visiting me you old venerable buck, I hope you return again soon to share this visage with me.

Work was so difficult today; bugs, bugs, and more bugs. You are clear of bugs driveway, my diligent and sedulous attention to your even spread of stone and your steady grade and ever so slight sinkholes has kept you as beautiful as the mountain air is fresh. I hope to return to you clear of debris as a safe harbor in the night.

Just a note, still thinking about you sweet driveway...my heart runneth over with joy at the changing seasons. You have spent lo these past summer days keeping me safe; now I can return the favor to you oh driveway. For the passing fall chill, and the coming blustery winter now affords me the opportunity to shovel you clean and salt the encroaching ice away. A fine endeavor for any beautiful mountain morn'.

Such a fine morning, I was able to roll my refuse receptacle right up the gentle slope of my crushed stone driveway. In some ways I feel closer to heaven treading on this ardent and carefully graded path.

My driveway this morning was covered with a fine gossamer layer of frost. Beautiful in mountain morning. The driveway safely carried me to my chariot and safely supported it upon my departure for work. Once again, thank you mountain driveway, I am indebted to you.

Ahh...finally home. So calm and peaceful, as well my driveway. The ice has retreated leaving the granite dry and secure under my feet. My driveway protects me like a mother pulling me close to her bosom. Thank you driveway, good night until tomorrow.

The day is almost finished. What a grand day, and yet only to improve. Soon I'll be on my home, and take in the lovely visage of my driveway. I'll be there soon driveway!

My angry driveway saddened me; I'll be sure to pamper it later upon my return to my wonderful mountain retreat.

Today, my driveway was angry. GRRR! It's slippery today and I almost fell down. More updates later on how this made me feel.