Samhain Thanksgiving Moon
Snow has begun to fall, pelting down in thick wet clumps. It could be that we’ll get enough to plow. Maybe. We have a snow plower contracted and he’ll be here tomorrow if we need him. Our Simplicity snow blower worked very well for us over the 16 plus years we had it, but I grew weary of getting up early to blow the snow and fuss with the inevitable mechanical difficulties. When our Tundra collapsed, we no longer had a straightforward way of moving it.
Now the snow can come and Jeremy will remove what we need removed. The deck off our kitchen needs shoveling, too, but I do that. I like being able to enjoy the snow. There’s something soothing and quintessentially northern about snow. It represents the southward sweep of polar conditions, a reminder that once again, even though we warm the globe now, that ice and snow will cover most of this state again as it has in the geologic past.
These first snows also serve as heralds of the winter holidays, reminding us of hot chocolate, cookies and roaring fires.
