What a nice night. We in the throws of a "blizzard warning" and I am cozy and warm inside. Cuddled on the couch with my kids. Dustin is safely and soundly tucked into bed and I have a bowl of m&m's to keep me company.
I love to shovel snow. Weird huh? It's kind of like mowing the lawn. I love to mow the lawn because you get this feeling of accomplishment when you are done. You can look back at the yard and see how much better it looks. Same thing with shoveling. You can stand back and see the progress you have made.
The only bad thing about shoveling is that it bothers the heck out of my asthma. I come in all wheezy and gaspy. Gaspy? Is that a word? It should be, I like it. Anyhoo, the streets are quiet, the snow is falling again and the wind has settled for now. The snow hasn't had a chance to get all slushy and brown so it is still in that pretty surreal state. . . and I am content under my blanket . . .
God is Good . .
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Happy Valentine's day Sheri!
I hope your day is filled with love and happiness. No one deserves it more!
I, too, like to shovel the snow. It's the kind of measured work that can bring order to the thoughts and peace to the soul.
Of course, for those who, like me, are no longer especially youthful, it's good to approach shoveling with a contemplative style. I like to shovel for five minutes, then lean on the shovel for a minute or so and admire my work. That could be useful in mitigating any "gaspiness" you might experience.
Patty,
As always you are so kind!
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