My wife practices Wicca – I call her a witch.
She always tells me to be careful what you wish for; because wishes are open ended and you never know what will come along with your desired.
Yesterday I was looking forward to the forecast blizzard. I love a snow storm and the new white snow that seems to cleanse the earth.
It snowed all day yesterday and last night was a whiteout. This morning when I got up and looked out the window… I couldn’t find our car.
We had received well over two feet of snow.
The snow was so deep it was higher than the intake mouth of my snow blower. I had to break the snow up with a snow shovel before trying to move it with the snow blower. In other words, I had to shovel the drive (about forty yards) before I could snow blow the driveway.
I started at seven-thirty and finished around ten-thirty. Three hours and my 70+ year old ass was dragging. I still have the roofs to rake and I am going to have to break trail to my wood shed with snowshoes – but that will have to keep till tomorrow.
The snow, coming off the roof, is up to the base of our windows, and this is just December; with January and February yet to go.
But it is beautiful
And it is winter in Maine
And I love it.