I Heart Spring...
Ordinarily, I can tolerate winter for about two or three months longer than a good cross section of the populace of my community...but I have to admit, I am starting to feel the pangs of desire for a warmer change of climatage...for a while at least.
Don't get me wrong...I'm not one to shy away from a lofty jaunt to my local watering hole when it's barely 20 below out...snowshoeing...romping around in horrendously frigid conditions...I love it. Maybe I'm sick. Maybe...naah. Back home, we don't even have a word for 'snow' in our vocabulary. If it even hints at the white stuff, there's panic in the streets. Mobs in the grocery store buying up everything in sight. Tragically it seems that every winter though, someone makes the unfortunate mistake of burning their house down by overloading the wiring with many a space heater to keep warm or worse...carbon monoxide poisoning from lighting off a charcoal grill in the living room for an 'indoor campfire' experience whilst trying to ride out a 'vicious' ice storm that only lasts a day or so and usually melts in half that time.
Still, as much as I love winter...I'm ready for spring. Today is a brilliantly warm day...the first real breath of decent warmth we've had in a long time it seems. Out on the lakewalk, the runners are out...running...old folks strolling along...unchallenged and unchecked...and the months of dog poo that has been layered in and encased in snow is finally beginning to show itself in a wretched assault on the olfactory system.
I'm sad to see the snow go away. I'll miss it every time I come home and see my high falootin snowshoes gathering dust at the bottom of the stairs to my penthouse. They'll just have to wait til next winter til they see some use.
enjoy...
Don't get me wrong...I'm not one to shy away from a lofty jaunt to my local watering hole when it's barely 20 below out...snowshoeing...romping around in horrendously frigid conditions...I love it. Maybe I'm sick. Maybe...naah. Back home, we don't even have a word for 'snow' in our vocabulary. If it even hints at the white stuff, there's panic in the streets. Mobs in the grocery store buying up everything in sight. Tragically it seems that every winter though, someone makes the unfortunate mistake of burning their house down by overloading the wiring with many a space heater to keep warm or worse...carbon monoxide poisoning from lighting off a charcoal grill in the living room for an 'indoor campfire' experience whilst trying to ride out a 'vicious' ice storm that only lasts a day or so and usually melts in half that time.
Still, as much as I love winter...I'm ready for spring. Today is a brilliantly warm day...the first real breath of decent warmth we've had in a long time it seems. Out on the lakewalk, the runners are out...running...old folks strolling along...unchallenged and unchecked...and the months of dog poo that has been layered in and encased in snow is finally beginning to show itself in a wretched assault on the olfactory system.
I'm sad to see the snow go away. I'll miss it every time I come home and see my high falootin snowshoes gathering dust at the bottom of the stairs to my penthouse. They'll just have to wait til next winter til they see some use.
enjoy...
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I know you'll miss all the snowshoe action you've been enjoying-HeeHee-I love you!
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