Like many we've had an unusually timed blast of winter. We've had our snow accumulation for a year in a few weeks. I was so excited for spring a month ago and wearing hiking boots. Now it is knee high snow boots again. Walking trails were cleaned out today and ploughing done. Replanning seed sowing, and loving the beauty of what life has to offer in the now. There is enough catastrophe in life without catasrophing what is handed to us. It's really pretty out there. Glass is always half full. ------ Plough truck looks like eye balls.... Don't have to worry about the 45 gallon burn barrel catching the forest on fire. The willows kinda look like spring might be coming. And the sky is pretty. The raspberries and blueberries are well insulated The outhouse has clear access at the front and the door can close ...and open Angus and I have our walking trail back, and it feels like a maze! Very cool. The deer and moose will also appreciate this break from the snow. I was able to shovel the walk way that my one neigbour/friend uses to drop in, hug me, have coffee and tell me she loves me. A lot of the snow was blown off the roof, and really doesn't have far to fall before it hits the ground. Bonus! And...my greenhouse. It will be the first place to get warm and show a sign of spring, even if the snow removal got away on me. I will find my way in through the front plastic and sit in there soon one day, and smell the dirt. YUP. Today is a good day.