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Thoughts on snow

Snow used to be something I really look forward to and I still do but for different reasons.  I think Loving Snow is an climbing hold on the climb  of Mt. Happiness.
Loving snow has changed, how I interact with that is different.  

When I was younger it was all I could do to get out the door. I wouldn't be dillydallying around the house trying to find the right garments to maintain my warmth.

I would run out the door without a care; sneakers , jeans, and maybe a doomed scarf.  Now that I'm a slightly older, I like to watch the snow from the window, with a warm cup of coffee and fuzzy socks.  Yet, what I really like is the muzzling of the everyday grind.  This is especially true in the Seattle region , where plows are rookies that rarely get into the game. I love the way it disrupts the normal patterns of life, forcing us to do different things, to pay attention to nature. 

So while I will be perfectly content watching out my window my sons are not. They need to get out, to have fun and I need to get out their exercise.  I want to use them as a wedge to get me to exercise and to experience more of life.

So I guess the name of this blog entry is all follow your children, because they know to have fun.  

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