My middle kid , however, the 17 year-old (non?)-adolescent who goes to bed at 2100 and is up at 0700 every day, had shoveled the front walk, out to and around the birdfeeder (we get lots of strictly ground-feeders, doves and juncos), out to the chicken coop (and had fed the chickens, rabbits, and stray cats), had shoveled off the back deck, and swept off the cars, before anyone else had gotten their asses out of bed. I don't know what is wrong with that kid?!
But I do need to teach the kids how to use the snowblower. Old as I am, I may not make it to the end of January.
My picture was staged- I was trying to entertain. It actually wasn't that cold out, though I did have to take care of the snow. But then again, by this time of winter, hobos get hardened to the cold weather, and at this point for me, 40 is T-shirt weather, 30 is sweatshirt, 20 adds a hoodie. Gotta embrace winter, get out in it, drink that crackling cold air on a crystalline morning. It can be so beautiful.
How do folks in warmer climates appreciate the absolute rush of a warm Spring day if they haven't endured the winter?
I know the answer. They don't.
