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Day 5 Of A New Year

 

 

Distracted by the snow falling this morning waiting to see if schools would cancel I went through the motions of preparing for work and left the laptop open to write figuring I’d get to it. I had a feeling it wouldn’t come to pass, schools closing hence us closing seeing we’ve just gotten back from holiday, a nice long one at that but I kept checking the internet. One thing lead to another until 6:30 rolled around and I called the facility. Someone picked up. Settled! When I stepped out roads had been plowed and busses were on time, cars were making it through. At work I jotted down some thoughts.

 

What a pleasure it was walking through the park on the way in while it snowed. There was no ice, no mess, only the soft silent swirl of flakes making pure powder. No one had been through yet aside from the stray animal, no one out for morning walks. Afraid of cold, snow falling or just falling? Wimps! Well, to be fair that would depend. Breathtaking, invigorating and awesome I was making the first set of footprints, human ones, on the path.

 

Technically being after midnight it’s now day 6. I’m getting back to bed.

 

 

 

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I’m a self-published author of two books, a blogger, grandma, mom, auntie and friend... I’m also a TEFL instructor, have lived in a few other countries besides the US. I love walking, cooking, reading, traveling, teaching, learning, language, movies, vampires, mummies, zombies, other assorted creatures of the night, science fiction, romance, action, adventure, classics, Latin, Soave, Chianti, D’Abruzzo, Ouzo, Sambuca, Bulleit Bourbon, Plato, the ocean and tanning.

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