Snow Day.

Big fat flakes.

What can I say, a snow day. But, snow is no biggie in the asylum – they started plowing the employee parking lot as soon as the flakes started hitting the ground. Most everyone stayed in doors. By noon, all most all of the outside paths had been shovelled and salted. I walked my 5 miles (first time in a week) – all indoors. Did yoga. Filled out paperwork for upcoming doctor visits. And had dinner with my next door neighbor who is a old enough to be my mother. Knowing people who are well into their 90s who still live active lives always makes me think. Most of them are resolutely content. How well would I be doing if I make it 20 more years? Scarey isn’t it. 

when early spring collides with late winter

3 Replies to “Snow Day.”

  1. Peg
    Had a factory dinner at the summer palace museum ??
    Magnificent !!
    Staying at the four season ! Glad I’m
    Not paying lol
    But def understand the islands draw !
    Best
    Bob

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