There is so much new and old snow that the piled area is as high as the porch -- leaving little room to put the snow there and meaning the need to walk elsewhere to dump a shovel full. I fondly recall the year I interviewed for the job here. It was the third week of March and the crocuses were blooming. Being from the prairies, I thought I could certainly live with that <smile>. The first two winters here had little snow -- just one or two major snow falls that disappeared with warmer temperatures directly after. I've not seen anything quite like this year, though.
On an up note, we had a birthday in the house today for a short furry soul and between grading papers I cooked cinnamon buns. Dreaming of warmer days with less snow was a big part of the day, though, which brought the song for the day into my head. The singer is originally from a couple hours down the road, so she knows snow <smile>. Love the lyrics, melody and the wonderful vocals.This video is from the first cross-Canada concert tour -- not the greatest quality, but it is her at the beginning of a major career. We saw her as a family outing in Saskatchewan then. Enjoy!
Snowbird -- Anne Murray
No comments:
Post a Comment