My Snow Heart
Yesterday when I was out sweeping the snow off the steps, I came across a snow heart. I gently lifted it to the garbage lid and here is the photo. I have never seen a snow heart before. I have heard of Aimless Love, John Prine
Love has no mind
It can't spell unkind
It's never seen a heart shaped like a Valentine
For if love knew him
It'd walk up to him
And introduce him to an aimless love
Early morning, yesterday - we had a wood avalanche (translation - one side of the wall of wood in the woodshed went for a tumble). Try to picture this - it is 4:30 a.m. - Noisemaker is outside getting wood from the wood rack to make the morning fire. Suddenly boooom! Holy smucksville, I thought we were having an earthquake. When we realized what had happened, Noisemaker went in to make the fire, I sat on the porch and giggled. All the time and effort spent in loading in all the wood to the wood shed and now this. I giggle it up as I type this. oh my. . .
Now let me see, what will happen today . . .
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