Our nice cover of snow has been steadily giving away to muddy roads and sloshy paddocks. Or maybe it’s more like muddy corrals and sloshy poor excuse for roads.
Either way, I’m gonna so miss the snow. (Please don’t hate me!)
It’s always been tough for me this time of year when it all starts to melt away.
And that thought alone led me to ask myself – ”What is my deal?” Yah, I think snow is great, far better than dirt or mud, but what is it about losing it? I think Spring, Summer and Fall have their good points too. And then it hit me.
Losing the snow means my party is over.
My “time off” is done and now it’s back to work.
I’ve never entertained the idea that I could be remotely lazy but…Hmmm…It’s a possibility because I’ve begun to think the reason I love winter is because it means I don’t gotta mow, weed, trim anything or…mow.
Oh my. Don’t you just feel sorry for me here?
As if anything here was remotely strenuous.
Still, these scenes are now a distant fond memory…
*Note: I miss hockey.
Wait, I will rephrase that: “I miss our hockey friends”.
Okay, I might miss it a little. I’m really gonna miss it when I’m sitting in a nice cozy two-hundred and fifty degree hay truck long about July/August.
Good bye snow boots.
“See ya around November”.
Hello new rubber boots!
I haven’t had new rubber boots …. well, in a very long time.
Nothing like a new pair of boots to make the change of seasons just a little easier on a girl!