I have always loved snow (and I promise no theological musings about it in this post). This pic is of the path I was digging…
This week’s second snow storm has knocked out electricity all day. I’ve been out three times to get firewood, clear ice from the heat pump and then to shovel.
After an hour of shoveling…
I sit in the quiet with a favorite chair pulled up to the fireplace reading… enjoying the warmth and sound of the fire, the clock chiming downstairs and the general simplicity of it all.
Yeah, I do love the snow.


