Can’t Stop Snow and/or Winter Temp Lows

So what to do on a snowy Sunday afternoon?

Shovel shovel shovel, scrape the concrete with a metal edge.

Make a path.

Sweep clean, if possible.     Repeat.   Salt a bit.

Listen to the radio for a two hour delay.  Hear an interview with a Canadian Astronaut.

Plan to leave early enough so you can wend your way to work, precariously.

Wool socks, a shawl, tea, an afghan, a book  turns into a Sunday afternoon nap. Knit a bit.

Heat leftover chili with beans.  Write out a birthday card, find a stamp.

Hear from dear friends in Florida,  worried your pipes are frozen, or you’re driving on I-70 from Ohio. They saw it on TV.  Polar vortex and all.

Steve feeds the feral cats.  Their coats so thick.

No snowplows clear my street yet.   My friend saw a squall.  I just looked out my window before bed. Wondering what morning surprise I’ll find.

Stop Light

 

Intersection in Bloomfield at a red light

Can’t stop the snow.  The wind.   Or the mercury dropping to zero and way below.

Distract oneself from the fact that it’s winter and

watch Canadian Astronaut Chris Hadfield sing David Bowie on the International Space Station

like 20 million other people have watched and listened

and wait for Spring.  

Weekly Photo Challenge: Change

Change.

Have you ever tried to?

Change your mind about something or someone?

Change-the  only constant of our lives.

Oh, you changed your hair.

“You’ve got to change, baby”

Change trains.

I have a friend who can change the subject on a dime.

Many people don’t enjoy change.

I can change a diaper. Four quarters for a buck.  Switch directions in the car when necessary.  Change lanes.

But change?

Really truly change.   Change my ways.  Change my habits.  Change my thinking?

Lots of people are worrying about Climate Change.

Subtle change, drastic change.

Here are some suggested change illustrations-

Hot Dog Vendor checks his supply of change.

Architecture changes over time.

The window dresser changes the window.

Waiting for the red light to change.

And you can always count on the weather to change,

the seasons to change-

although sometimes the pace is agonizingly slow.

 

Thanks to everyone who sent good words for the milestone 1300th post.  Now what?  Can’t change it up now, so here’s  #1301.

 

 

 

 

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This is a sad change- what it looked like about 7 years agoLunchbox New York City

The Lunchbox

 

 

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On the way into school Friday morning.  Steeler umbrella, daffodils, new green grass and a Spring rain NOT snow! A change for the better.

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