The snow this year has been piling up. Just after the most recent storm, I was driving home from work and noticed along the sides of the road that the snow blades had exposed a timeline of the storms' history. Like sediment, layers of snow told the story of the past month's deluges. It was fascinating in an archaeological kind of way.
Of course, the best thing about new snow is that, for awhile, all the nasty, dirty snow wears a clean coat. Everything sparkles in the sun and even the strongest sunglasses cannot dull the intense whiteness.
I have been joyfully hibernating. I have read countless books, cleaned a little and simplified my busy life. It is amazing how many time (and mind) wasters I have filled my life with. Some may have started for good reasons, but have been continued out of habit rather than need. Take my budget notebook, for instance. A page for every month to track purchases and bills and plastic pockets for the receipts. Originally, we were trying to identify our cost of living and where we could trim. It worked. Never occurred to me to discontinue it. And did I mention that it is time-consuming? Yup. Well, we trimmed and saved and now I have said adios to the chore. I kept only the critical receipts for taxes and house renovations. How nice to have that eliminated from my life. Now I can get back to my book or putter in my studio unfettered by paperwork.