After weeks of lamenting the absence of any true winter weather, we finally received a nice snowfall Thursday night. I measured about four inches yesterday morning when I went out to feed the birds. Additional snow filled the air off and on for the remainder of the day and I was grateful for each and every small flake.
I was also grateful to be working from home yesterday so I could just sit back and enjoy the coziness of home.
Since it was a workday, I didn't make it outside much but Scout did station himself in the window sill to keep tabs on everything outside. There were swirling snowflakes to study, birdies to track and a stray cat to keep an eye on. He would occasionally tire from his responsibilities and come sit with me for a while. His naps were short though as he periodically returned to the window to stand sentinel over this brave new world covered in white.
I spent my lunch break and then the evening hours doing some light chores and savoring that sensation of being snowed in.
My Facebook feed was clogged with indignation from friends who hate snow and winter and anything that isn't representative of summer. There was also odd bragging from friends in southern states because they're eating outside this week. I have never understood these people. I more or less want to smack them all upside the head because they're missing the point of having a winter season.
It's good for us.
Nature puts itself to bed for a few months of rest every year. Why shouldn't humans do this as well?
We weren't made to keep up a breakneck pace all the time. I don't know about you but I'm excited to have this excuse to slow down and to enjoy the lifei have rather than one that's mainly social media ready and exhausting.
I am grateful to be where I am and to have a chance to snuggle down in the covers for a long winter nap!
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