I’m going to admit something. When I was growing up I always thought it would be so cool to live where it snows. I used to think about walking with snowshoes over wooded trails and coming inside to something hot to eat and drink. The Quaker Oats television advertisement caught my idea of what it would be like.
Driving around our community this evening I thought of the scenes from the Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe when Lucy stumbles into Narnia through the closet. I stopped and watched a brilliant Cardinal playing and picking berries in a tree. When he decided to leave the tree he was a fluttering red streak. I’ve seen Christmas cards with that kind of scene.
The weatherman said, “we are pushing 40″ of snow for the season so far.” Our roads are covered with more snow than I remember during our sojourn in Michigan. One of the benefits is the roads are smoother and quieter. Mmmm. Alright I know that it is bit more dangerous but I do like the quite. Have you noticed that the snow along the roadside is not as dirty looking as normal.
My sons and I were shoveling the drive a few minutes ago. The snow is like baby powder being tossed in the air. We were laughing and tossing the snow like we were machines. Okay, now I’ll admit this. I’m enjoying it. It’s not a Quaker Oats commercial but its all good.
But just in case you’re wondering if my brain is frozen, its 61 days, 3hours and 13 minutes until Spring.
Peace and Joy!