We got heavily pounded today with a foot of snow. Schools were closed, so my husband and I spent a beautiful bonus day together. I like it when the weather closes everything down and we are forced to experience a simpler sort of day, giving us unplanned time to catch our breaths. It is a special gift.
With our old 1930-something Ford 9N tractor, my husband has plowed all the snow out of our long entrance driveway, our parking area, plus the whole area around our agility building. He is now taking a quiet walk with three of our six dogs. This will give him some precious time just to amble down the dead end road, listen to the stillness of the woods, and take in the beauty of the heavily laden fir branches spotlighted by the moon. For city people, a solo walk in the snowy woods at night might seem a little lonely and spooky, but to us New England country folk, it is just another one of those super special treats that our remoteness has to offer.
I am snuggled under a heavy comforter in our cozy wood-heated home, listening to my budgies chatter softly. It is nice to enjoy the company of the three dogs (who chose not to walk), and to have some time to write down my thoughts. This is one of those treasured moments of contentment in an often very chaotic world. Mother Nature is forcing us to slow down and enjoy what we have. At this moment, we need nothing more!
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