Call me crazy, but I really enjoyed shovelling this afternoon. There was maybe four inches of beautiful white fluffy snow. Even through the shovel, it felt soft and silky. That’s the weird part. How could I feel the snow without touching it?
I had fun pushing it around and tossing it aside, only occasionally reminding myself that since it’s so dry and cold, it will blow around and cover the walks again. It didn’t take long to clear today, and it won’t take long tomorrow. So if you think I’m crazy, the mailbox is open.
See you next year!