Blizzard conditions bring refreshment to my soul.
Not because you get to take time off . . . Not because nothing is going on . . . Not because . . .
Blizzards are just inspiring. They remind me of life without predetermined boundaries. Most days you wander through a picturesque landscape. You have to dodge trees, skirt mud puddles and evade insects.
In a blizzard there are no indications of barriers. You just plow ahead slowly — not so fast you will hurt yourself if you hit somethin — not so slow that you freeze.
I can imagine what is out there. I can picture a beautiful plain or a high mountain. My imagination can fun wild.
So, you’ve got to love those blizzards.
Now, if I just didn’t have to clean up after all that snow!