It's still beautiful, though I do have some thoughts for the Good Lord, on improving on snow.
The trees in our back yard are now really showing the signs of winter. On a clear day we can see through them to the very top of Mount Washington, 60 miles due north. In the 1930's my father walked up it one day. It's pleasant to reflect on that -- that Dad was out there 70-some years ago.
This photo was taken of our back deck from the upstairs window. That big pile of snow is 4 feet of snow heaped on top of our barbecue grill! And since that grill is our emergency cooking source -- our house is completely electric except for that grill, and New Hampshire has power outages when ice storms come -- I have now cleared a path to it. And for the first time since I was a kid, icicles off of the roof!
This shows that having snow isn't all fun. And it brings me to my comments to the Good Lord, on improvements He might consider making to snow:
That pathway through the snow -- which is only a foot of snow at present, and is likely to become 4 feet before long -- so that Vickie can get out to where her fabrics are kept in the shop out back -- that thing was hard to cut, because the snowblower can't get traction on wet snowy grassy ground, and I had to muscle the thing all the way. (Sound of violins.)So, Lord, I wanted to make a comment. Because, You're really, really good at some things. Sunsets at the beach-- you just can't improve on them.
And rain -- you did a good job on that. We need the rain, and you have arranged it so that when it rains on cars, and sidewalks, and driveways -- it flows down off of them, and into the ground. Which I think is just a terrific arrangement.
Now we come to the snow, which is a different arrangement, because the snow does not fall off of the cars, and the lawns, and the driveways. And, I know You can do it! Because it just doesn't seem fair for me to have to move all that snow. I didn't put it there.
If You catch my drift.
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