No big surprise here in Northeast; we have more snow. Luckily it’s the kind of light snow that gently floats down and doesn’t make huge piles everywhere. It’s pretty to look at, and even if it snows all day, it won’t need much more than a shoveling here and there.
The tall pine trees across the street from us are decorated with snow, and look like proper Christmas trees. Looking out of the windows, you can see bird, squirrel and cat tracks. They are all going about their business and the snow doesn’t seem to bother them at all.
Nor does it bother us, either; we are happily and gladly retired, so it can snow all day for all we care. When I remember all the hurry-worry I had when I was working, retirement is absolutely wonderful. If we like, we can sit by the window all day, admiring every little snowflake.
When I was a lot younger, I would look at my grandparents and wonder what they did all day. Now I understand: we can do whatever we like. This is the time in life where less is more, laughter is an everyday joy, and baking and cooking is just plain fun. There’s no longer a need to rush around; we are done with that.
So today we are enjoying the snow.