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Wishful thinking.
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Dreaming of spring
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Indoor spinning is my new favorite part of winter! - Liar.
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Only 5 feet of snow until grass!
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Today as I walked to the garage to put my time in I noticed the recent snowfall that we were receiving and decided to post the picture above of my bike and the snow once Facebook. As I started to think of a witty status to go with it, I started to have issues. Why was I wishing so much for summer? Why was I pretending that I hated the winter? Why am I inside on this stupid trainer when I could be outside enjoying the ABOVE zero temps! But most importantly - Why I am not out enjoying the snow instead of wishing it would melt away?
I am a snow lover. Hold your rotten tomatoes back and just listen. You see I absolutely love snow - the way it falls so gracefully and softly. It coats everything in a blanket of pure white bliss. I love the way it drapes and hangs on trees and buildings, and I love how it makes you slow down. This morning as I was outside walking in the snow, I stopped for a moment and just listened. I listened to the snow fall on the trees. I heard the whirl of the snow blowers and the sound of the snow crunching under my feet. Have you ever stopped to listen to the snow? Now many of you may think that snow sounds like cars crashing into each other, the beeping of snow plows, and TV telling you how to stock up on life supply of water bottles and toilet paper but it is the worse snowfall since...well since the last snow fall. But trust me - that isn't what snow sounds like - it is so pure and soft, and it will make you fall in love with it all over again.
The trail to the chicken coop |
Now this section was only covered with the fresh few inches that we have received over night. As I started to get my skis on, I felt a bunch of snow being blown my way, and as I looked up I saw our neighbor, Bill, armed with his snow blower that he was using to clear the path from our house to his. He laughed as I tried to dodge the incoming flakes and asked me what I was up to. I informed him of my plan and he had the same look on his face that I had when I reliesed that after the chicken coop - well there was no plowed path, I would be blazing my own trail if I wanted to go farther. He told me to have fun and took off to finished his snow blowing.
I came, I saw, I made my own trail |
The "wooded section" |
Ever heard a hen heckle someone - those lady can get mean! |
Sometimes I think we get freaked out by having to learn new things or trying to blaze our own trail. What if we do it wrong and no one else likes it? What if someone could do it better than me? What if I fail? I have been facing this a lot lately - that self doubt of whether or not you are doing it "right." Then you realize, that this life didn't come with instructions telling you the right and wrong way to do everything or how to think. Instead you can use what you have learned from others, what you know from your experiences, and just go. Build what you need to build, because nothing will ever be perfect. And yes, I too saw the Lego movie and loved this same message that they sent out to adults and children alike - perfection isn't the only way to live, sometimes you truly need to color outside the lines. Or build a double decker couch.
One of my spectators enjoying the snow |