How wonderful are the winters in Florida! Of course this is why we have so many “snow birds” (People from the north coming south). I am certain at this point most anyone in the Boston-New York areas would love to simply get away from the snow drifts and see a beautiful cherry blossom on a tree!
I really hate to rub it in to those with icicles dangling from their heavy winter coats, but just outside my house a cherry tree is beginning to put out a lovely pink blossom. This, of course, reminds me of the two great trips that I have had to Japan…neither of which were during the cherry blossom time. I may have to make a trip to Washington, D.C. to see them in full bloom one spring soon….when they get finished with winter.
This blog is for all those winter weary people who would more than love to have a little spring to come their way. You have endured much; shoveled much….and deserve a break! We here in Florida have not forgotten the people of the Great Lakes and Minnesota. So get yourself something hot to drink and enjoy a breath of Spring with some soothing piano music. Winter won’t last forever. Enjoy!
Our dog, Gracie, loved to lay on the ground when it snowed. One would think that her soft, white belly would freeze, but she didn’t seem to mind. Gracie couldn’t wait to take long walks into the woods so she could see if the deer had been there that night. Once she caught a little fawn in her soft mouth; holding it until we arrived to command her to let go. She obediently did so without any harm to it at all.
The arrival of the Canadian geese on our pond was an exciting time for Gracie. She would run down to the side of the lake to watch them as they honked their arrival. The freedom to roam our 23 acres was a dog’s paradise, except the time she poisoned herself with a dinner of mushrooms. None the less, when the snow began to fall quietly on the deck and in the trees, Gracie was ready to taste it all for herself. “Isn’t it time to cut some wood? What do you mean clean my feet? Snow is just water!” she seemed to say with her eyes.
The quiet of a winter snow is a wonder for all of us. Gracie just shared it with us as we curled up next to the fire. What’s a dog to do, but listen to embers pop and crackle.
Just settled in, late at night, and that look is on her face. “Take me outside now or you will not be happy!” Gracie did not care that it took getting the clothes on; putting on the boots and heavy coats, as well as the hat and hood. Once outside, the below O degrees, factoring in the wind chill, just didn’t hurry her any. After all she was outside and could stare at the dark woods, listening or looking at the bright stars in the winter night. Ah! Winter! It is a dog’s life. BOYERWRITES by N. W. Boyer (Turn on sound and click “play” on first page of slide show.)
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