Every now and then I think about stuff that most people don't. So let's see, for instance waking up and wondering what I can do today to be bothered less by having to present male... yah, that. Most people don't have that to deal with do they? I was reflecting on something else this morning though. Yay!
I look at the map of where in the world people are who check in on how old Halle is doing and what crazy stuff she is writing about lately and here is what I see:
There is a lot that divides our world I know, but there certainly are lots of us all over the northern hemisphere puzzling over the meaning of our lives.
If you are in the northern part of that northern hemisphere right now, you are also puzzling over something else; how much longer you can enjoy moderate temperatures and in particular, (if you are Canadian anyway) how much longer precipitation will be something that takes care of itself and doesn't have to be shovelled off the walks and driveways and roads.
Thanks to radar technology, we can see what precipitation is falling over continental USA and the southern reaches of Canada. (I can recall a time that such a map would have been artificially stopped at the border. Thank you Intellicast!)
Here is this morning's answer here in the area that includes us in Central Ontario, Canada...
The blue colour (where we live) represents s.... sn...... arghh!! White, shovelable stuff that falls gently and persistently from the heavens. In cities and towns, snow (there, I wrote it... shudder) will make walking and driving hazardous, at least until we all get used to taking it slow again.
I actually love snow sometimes. It is clean (at least for a while) and beautiful in a perverse sort of Canadian way. There is nothing quite like a walk in the woods on a cold snowy day. So peaceful. Something that has to be experienced to be believed.