Imbolc Black Mountain Moon
Took the cub cadet for a spin this morning. The bright morning sun will melt the snow, but I have to help it along by removing the top layer. More snow coming tomorrow so had to get ahead of the next storm.
The snow blower is loud. It clanks on the ground, its engine has that small engine unmuffled roar and the augur whirs as it chews through white and gray icy matter. A mist of chilled particles sometimes blows back in my face when I put the blower chute into the wind. It’s a fine way to get active in the morning.
