One of my readers recently asked me to keep sharing posts on our lovely snowy cold winters here, so here is my first attempt. Over the past weekend, we received about 6″ of snow in our neck of the woods. The ground went from white to wet to white on Friday last, as the precipitation switched back and forth.
We ignored the white stuff on Friday night, but, my birthday present on Saturday morning was the gift of shoveling. My beloved was by my side, so we got a good workout and bonding time in one fell swoop.
With Apologies to Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Snow, How do I Shovel Thee
How do I shovel thee? Let me count the days.
I shovel thee from the sidewalks to the height
my shovel and shoulder can reach, day and night,
while my neighbour is away for a week’s stay,
even though they think this snow will melt away.
Deep down, I know this colourless winter blight
will linger around on frozen ground, so white
until April’s sun and winds bring back warm days
erasing this white curse, ere we’re driven mad.
I will shovel thee to the long sidewalk’s ends
and across expanse of concrete parking pad,
until fresh spring days bring neighbours out to talk.
When you at long last depart, we will be glad
for much less hurried saunters around the block.
Here are the shoveling photos……
The trying to make pretty photos while snow is still falling
The taking a birthday break shots My beloved took me out Saturday and L & A took me out Sunday. I’m a lucky guy.
The it’s so beautiful shots from today.