Color My "Crust of Earth" White

Yesterday morn on the way to school I heard we were going to have snow by late afternoon... all week the weather men had been tracking the snow from the midwest and it sounded like a pretty powerful storm was heading our way. By 11, the white snowflakes were falling...and by 12 neighboring towns were calling for early school dismissals because the the snowplows couldn't keep up with the storm. Our school has a policy, insane as it may seem, to keep students to the regular dismissal time. As a result, at 3:30 we were waiting on buses that were late...extremely late...and as each bus pulled up to the curb, teachers would escort the children out. Teachers who lived out of town were told to go home and the teachers who lived in town brought all 600 kids into the gym where we sang holiday songs till all the buses had picked up their charges. By 4:50, I was ready to head home. It had been a full day.

But as many people on Gather well know...I do not live on a main road, nor a secondary road, nor do I live in a sub-division. I live in the middle of the forest on the backside of Cooper's Pond. During snowstorms we are the last to be plowed, if plowed at all. And so last night it was pretty tricky making my way around the pond to home. Once home, I left my car in the road while I shoveled out a wee little space for my car and then I shoveled the path and the stone stairs up to the house. Through the evening I Gathered and on the hour I would brave the elements and shovel once more. For those who have seen my little "crust of earth" in bloom, it may come as a surprise to see it painted white...but that is the way with New England winters.

At four I awoke at my regular time and came downstairs to make the coffee, feed the kitties and Tuck and with coffee in hand went to the computer room to post the story I had writen the previous night. Opps...no Gather...no Internet. Well that solves that problem...without Internet I won't be able to post...I won't be able to comment...might as well check outside and see what my world looks like and what the morning has in store for me!

                               Love notes from Heaven

                                   Through the silent starry night

                                        Colored my world white.

Though my crust of earth is exquite in its bridal veil of white, there's much work to be done if I'm to get to school this morn.  With my little red shovel in hand, I clear a path down to the car and as I shovel and heave,  I wonder why on earth I live back here. 

Once the car is in the clear, I run up to the house and shower and get dressed for school.  Oh, if this could only be declared a Snow Day, how sweet that would be.  But no, young minds are waiting...time to hit the road.

 Coming home this evening I found the answer to my shoveling question... this is my little crust of earth in all seasons.