Wait a Moment. . .

You know that old saying “If you don’t like the weather right now, wait a moment. . .”? Well, that’s where we seem to be this winter.

A couple of days ago, we had this morning sky:
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which was followed by rain. For two days. Rain. It’s been doing this a lot this year. Today we have snow, tomorrow we have rain. Overnight it freezes and rain over snow in my driveway equals ice. Thick ice. Slippery ice. Be very careful when you walk outside ice. Old people with brittle bones stay away ice.

This morning when I let the big furry girls out, there was a dusting of snow on the deck and snow falling from the sky. Later, when the skies went from gray to this:
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there was an inch or so of new snow on the ground and on the trees.
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Disguising the ice on the driveway. Making you think it would be safe to walk there disguising. Not advising to be cautious, and if you ignore your inner warnings and believe what you see, what you will hear as you find yourself falling very suddenly to the ground is “the devil made me do it!” accompanied by an evil cackle. That be one of the weather devils you heard. They have been very active this year. Just ask people on the east coast, they’ll verify that for me.

So after I got up and saw the snow falling on the ground, I waited a moment. Okay, so actually I waited a few moments, but nonetheless – now we have this out there:
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Just enough snow to make it mostly pretty again where you do not have to walk. Sunshine, precious, glorious sunshine. Sunshine to chase away my sunshine deprivation syndrome, the one that was threatening to take over my life and induce a lot of anxiety. The weather forecast says we are to have a few days of sunshine. I have all fingers crossed that this time, this one time, that forecast will be correct and will not change its mind first thing in the morning. I am not going to wait a moment. I am going to sit in the sunshine and soak it up. Inside the house, because it’s cold outside.

I’ll soak up the sunshine until I have – enough.

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About Carol

I'm me - nothing unusual, just me. Widowed, 2 grown children who are my best friends, 1 dog, retired, loving being retired. I am woman, I am strong.
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7 Responses to Wait a Moment. . .

  1. Your snowy photos make me wistful for some. We have yellowish dry grass everywhere and small patches of ice. The big storm did not come calling here. But your reminder of how treacherous the snow and ice can be ( I love your “weather devil”) do make me thankful I was able to get out for a long walk in the woods with my dogs without either trudging through snow banks or slipping and sliding on snow covered ice. So I guess, even though I have none, I do have enough.

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  2. Heather says:

    Ice is tough to deal with! It really hangs on, and hides while doing so. But at least you’ve got sun…for a few moments 😉

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  3. Lisa says:

    Methinks you need a warm climate vacay! It’s been a roller coaster here as well. Two days in the mid 50s and tomorrow’s high is suppose to be mid 30s. Sorry I’ve been hit and miss with comments. Class this year seems to be more time-consuming than in previous years.

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    • Carol says:

      Yep, a warm-climate vacation would be wonderful, but – travel budget is depleted, so I look forward to sharing a friend’s timeshare on the Oregon coast for a week in May. Maybe next year when Kat is in Thailand and Gep in Ecuador.

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  4. Marvelous attitude. We in California celebrate every drop of rain right Now!

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