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My thoughts released; a mind set free |
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These pages contain my thoughts, from meandering ideas and persuasions to deep cerebrations and serious mentations. Why, for what purpose? To release my mind and set creativity free. Somewhere inside the constraints of my mind dwells a writer, a poet, an artist who paints with words. In here, I release those constraints and set the artist free. Perhaps, lost somewhere in the depths of thought, is a story or a poem, waiting to be written. |
| You ask, "What happens every time?" I answer, "Snow." What I'm saying is that every time I get the snow all cleaned up, it snows again. I think those people in Grand Forks who work at the National Weather Service got wind of my comment about their pants catching fire and do this on purpose. Yes, I did go out and finish shoveling on Friday. I had previously removed the snow from the front and back doorways. The rest I left for later because it was so damn cold. Even bundled up in layers, the cold starts to seep through. Also, breathing that frigid air for very long isn't good. So, I shoveled just what needed to be shoveled and left the rest for a less cold day; that turned out to be Friday. Yesterday, the forecast was for snow, first a little, less than an inch. By early afternoon, it was a couple of inches, and by late afternoon, the forecast had changed to three or four inches. It was sunny and less cold yesterday, so we went to the park and hiked while the dogs frolicked and played. It was getting a bit late by the time we left, and the moonrise was spectacular. It had clouded up some, but not enough to block the rising moon. As we drove home, the sky became hazy, but the dark clouds had vanished. Once again, I thought the folks at the weather service had lied. I asked my wife if she thought their pants caught fire when they misforecast. They apparently listen in through Alexa, Google, Fire TV, etc, and then change things around just for laughs. Why do I say this? Because after we had dinner and were relaxing in front of the television, it clouded up and began snowing. By this morning, we had at least four inches, possibly six; it's difficult to tell when it's drifting. I was just going to shovel out the front and back door, knowing if I did more, they'd dump another load of snow on us. But in the end, I shoveled all the walks, in front of the garage doors, around the dumpster, and around the vehicles out front. Now we wait and see if they do, in fact, send more snow this way. It's similar to them waiting for you to wash your car, then sending in some rain. |
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My wife didn't have to deal with the fuzz, as her hair stayed put during and after her chemo; different cancer, different drugs and different person, I guess.
