Up the Road Apiece...

I wrote this a few years ago, but thought it very appropriate for today's weather....I had a GREAT picture of Sam, the llama, out in the sleet and snow, but I'm having quite a time trying to get it loaded. Gotta love technology or should I say my lack of knowledge of technology? Enjoy...

Well, it finally stopped snowing and the countryside is beautiful. We laughingly refer to our house as being in "the Bermuda Triangle of the North".....we're North of the Lakes Region, but South of the White Mountains. Your guess is as good as mine when listening to the weather forecast! We could get the 4 inches they're calling for in the Lakes Region or the 14 inches they predict for the White Mountains....you just never know. On this particular day, we hit the jackpot.

Ah, the beauty of winter....kind of takes your breath away. You know, the thought of doing the barn chores with two feet of snow on the ground! Now THAT will take your breath away! The sheep don't seem to mind and, quite frankly, almost revel in the new snowfall. They play their games of sheep tag and king of the mountain as they leap from the highest point of the stonewall.....or manure pile. You would think it was a Spring day except for the fact that it's now 24 degrees with a 30 mph wind blowing!! Just how DO they figure windchill anyway? Oh, who cares, cold is cold. My nostrils stick together with every breath I take as I trudge out to the pasture and carefully place flakes of hay for the sheep and llamas. Mustn't mess up their fleeces....the shearer will be coming before you know it.

Anyway....back to the beauty of winter. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right? Well, I truely love a fresh snowfall as much as the next guy. Okay, maybe not as much as the snowboarder who starts waiting in September for the local ski slopes to start MAKING snow, but I can appreciate Mother Nature blanketing the area in nice fresh snow. What really fills my heart after that snowfall, though, is a freshly shoveled path all the way out to the barn and way over to the chicken coop. It almost brings a tear to my eye.

You have to love a man who's willing to shovel a path to the barn.....so you can do the chores. :0)



Like I said, I wrote this a couple of years ago, but as I sit here and look out the window at the snow falling, I realize it's almost time to go out and shovel a path to the barn.....again. How many more days til Spring?