I took a drive at six-thirty this morning,
to the east, then down the hill to the south,
turned by the opened gate, thus
turning west, winding my way up and down
the hills and around another curve to the south again,
finally arriving here.
The snow is quite deep in the woods
and on the deck and benches.
I need to return with a less-broken shovel~~~
to lighten the load of snow already covering everywhere~~
Before, yes, before the Big storm arrives with it's
wet double-digit amounts of winter's Feb. blast.
My Man has plowed the roads wide to make room
for it's coming. It always happens this time of the year,
for what would the end of month two and the beginning
of month three be, without one last dangerously heavy
snowstorm. All of my northern family and friends are very aware.
So, out with the shovels, to warm the handle and
begin the practice. It's coming. It will be here by
midweek for us. We await it's fury. Then the
BIG shovels come forth to scoop and throw.
Stay Safe and Warm
We particularly wait for the warmth of the south
to blow northward after the storm to melt our snow into the ground.
It will replenish the soil so the gardens grow strong.
I will share my winter whites for your spring greens.