I could talk about the weather, but one of my unwritten resolutions long ago was to not swear, and I intend to keep that one , so I can’t talk about the weather. Even though, we are in the abyss of winter, the black hole of the year that sucks out every ounce of life from any unsuspecting person caught in the northern latitudes. But, I’m not going to talk about the weather! Because it is tooooooo depressing. Just having to think about the lack of color, the bone chilling cold, and the insufferable snow, that just keeps coming and coming and coming until one is moved to tears and wants nothing but to scream and fall into a snowbank sobbing. That’s why I don’t want to talk about it.
I don’t want to talk about how tired I am from lifting forty tons of frozen water that piles up on my driveway and sidewalk, and all the other sidewalks and driveways I am responsible for. And, there doesn’t seem to be an end to it. It is unrelenting. And, the lack of sunshine and the accompanying loss of vitamin D has created an unyielding depression that has caught me in its icy grasp and I am helpless.
And that is why I’m not going to talk about the weather. Not even a little bit, not even once! Nope, not this guy. No weather. And no politics, which is equally as depressing and useless to talk about because we can’t do anything about either. Well, how about religion? No thanks, I’ve got one. So, now, dear reader, you may have a sense of why I’m not posting in this blog every week.......I have nothing to say!
I suppose I could subscribe to the mindless drivel that runs rampant on Facebook, but, I can’t bring myself to sink to that level - yet. Maybe next month when the weather has cleared.
This is one of the good things about winter, a happy snowman. This is one that Katie and Jake made on our front yard. Their grandma lives across the street and she could see this guy out her front window.
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