|My newspaper box in winter 2010--one of the worst snowy winters in Omaha.|
Yesterday I drove to work at 6:30 a.m. to work on a project requiring numbers.
About 8 ish someone walked in the door.
“Wow, is that a crazy snow.”
I don’t drive in snow.
Well rarely do I drive in snow.
But already hard at work and with an appointment for a haircut
after work, I stayed put.
Later, when I parked my car in front of Hair Masters a guy yelled at me.
Scared me, he did.
I looked up—I’m sure my startled look screamed “fear.”
“Isn’t it great,” he said.
“The snow.” He pointed at the slush I stood in. “It came and went. I love it.” His grin brought a smile to my face.
Yes, I like snow that comes and goes. We need moisture, and the slush of the afternoon meant no problems getting around.
Funny how a man’s voice in a parking lot could bring an instant uneasiness, but then in today’s world, one never knows what might happen in a parking lot.
I like the Come n Go Snow, smiles and giggles idea better than being mugged, don’t you?
Today is sunny and I’m definitely looking forward to spring and the beauty and the smell of flowers. Umhum.
|Flowers in downtown Eugene, OR mall|