There is so much snow here; I am near beyond any level of sanity. I have shovelled and shovelled - the snow just kept on coming like the hits of Motown in the 60's.
While, I am outside shovelling the white stuff, I sing. You know, I think the birds actually enjoy my voice - they all gather up around me, flock together on the branches while I am singing. We tweet, in the fashion of nature.
This morning, I sang The Missing Year - John Prine. I told John we all have missing years. I continue with the addition a Luke Bryan song - Drunk On You...
You will have to turn on your imagination to understand this, however, I am quite certain some will get it -
...and what do you want to be when you grow up
jesus, said god...oh my god what have I got myself into...
(John Prine)
...good god allmighty...
(Luke Bryan)
...major giggle, I sing, I dance and twirl with a snow shovel, giggle somemore...and then, stop - think to myself, I need my twirly apron!
(Beverlee Traxler)
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