I am sitting here next to my bedroom window, watching as beautiful snow wafts down to the ground, in swirling patterns. Actually, it's not really wafting, it's coming down pretty hard. The ground looks like it is being sprinkled with confectioner's sugar, and the trees, especially the evergreen, look pretty with their dusting of snow. Actually, it's coming down harder now, the roads are getting covered. I look over at John.
"This is disgusting" John chortled. "I don't care if it is pretty or not. It's still a mess!" I asked him why he cared if it were a mess, as if he had somewhere to go this morning. He's not going to church today because his immune system isn't strong enough. If he wanted to, he could curl up under the blankets and read books all day. So I asked him what the problem was. "I don't like snow. It's sloppy, it's messy, it's slippery. It's a mess."
I think he better get an attitude adjustment real quick, LOL, or this is going to be a loonggggggg winter. Oh, did I say winter? Winter starts here in November and doesn't end sometimes until some time in April. That's one of the perks of living here.
I, unlike John, am actually starting to adjust to the cold and the winter weather. I didn't mind coming home last night in a little bit of snow, enough that John had to get out the snow brush/ice scraper and brush the car off before we could take off. As we drove home in the snow, with the Christmas lights lighting up the town, I felt the excitement of the new season. I'm starting to adjust to this colder season. I think I can make it through the next four or five months now...
Tags: snow, white Thanksgiving