Day 83: Melted snow is my favorite snow
Powdery white snow billowed across the pavement. A slick sheet of ice fought the tires of my rental car. Mine won, but those of many nearby did not. Cars slid into one another left and right. Tension knotted my back after the nearly two hour drive from Ada to Rockford to Southeast Grand Rapids tonight. It’s days like these I wish I could close my eyes and dream the winter away. Bears and caterpillars have it good.
I force myself to think about the positives. Cross-country skiing is good exercise. Snow-covered trees are a beautiful sight to see. Snug in my home, the window overlooking a deck trimmed in white is rather cozy.
It only works for a moment — the thought of shoveling the driveway brings me back to reality. Is it too late to hire a plow service?
Time to find time to shovel!
Unfolding the Story of My Life 
It’s been a while since I stopped by. How gratifying to find your voice is as warm and fresh as in the beginning. I hope you have fully recovered from the crash (ouch) and are thoroughly enjoying the new year.
Thank you for the kind words, Cheryl! Fortunately, a few days of scrapes and stiff muscles were all we endured. The car on the other hand needed major recovery time. I just got it back after nearly a month in the shop!