Fresh snow fell last night.
Smoothing out the previous surface of crusted, icy snow.
Concealing some things, and highlighting others.
When the sun comes up, the snow sparkles.
There is the feeling of a new beginning, a fresh start.
Who would want to take the first step
into such an unmarked and perfect world?
I think you know the answer:
It's time to quit pondering
and get on with the chores.
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| "Yes! Let's get on with the chores! Can I ride in the Hayboggan this time?" |
If I had any sense, I would teach Piper to
pull the Hayboggan!
There is an unplowable layer of thick ice
beneath the new snow.
So, until the next big thaw -
which could be tomorrow or could be April -
I'll be hauling individual bales of hay
and sacks of grain
and groceries
up from the bottom of the driveway.
It's not a terribly long driveway.
But the middle section is a hill.
And I think Piper would enjoy the challenge!
Right, Piper?
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| "Not.Born.Yesterday. Also, Not!Sled!Dog!" |
Oh well. At least she enjoys supervising!
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