Snowdrift

I mean, that actually was, happened to Leah at the beginning of this year, right?

Very recently at Snowdrift.

What was, what was the actual situation for her?

Um, a spectator can help you push the car, uh, up until the control.

This recording is in the public domain.

The Snowdrift by Frank Oliver Call, read for LibriVox.org.

The snowflakes fell on a mountain peak where the rocks were bare and the winds were bleak, and at first they clung to the mountain's breast, but soon they fell from its lofty crest, and stained and soiled was the newborn snow when it reached the valley far down below.

But up on the height one drift alone still firmly clung to the rugged stone, and men in the gloomy vale below looked up and gazed on the shining snow, and their darkened souls drank in the light from the gleaming snow on the mountain height.