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21 Dec Posted by in Uncategorized | Comments

This morning, while I was shoveling out my car, my back started that old familiar ache. You know the one… it starts up about halfway through the driveway of the first snow and doesn’t end til about March.

The action repeated for over an hour, and gave me time to think about a lot of things going on in my life. A few months ago, while going through some old boxes of papers, my grandmother got a little teary-eyed. She had come across a box of poetry and letters that her father, my Great-Grandfather, had penned back in the 30s and 40s. She called my grandfather and myself over and we all took turns reading some of great-grandpa’s works. There was one in particular that we all got a good chuckle out of. Perhaps it was written on a day much like today… after digging out of a storm while he had a free moment, scarce as those were. If you don’t mind, I’ll share his words with you.

Beautiful Snow!!!
Snow! Snow! Beautiful Snow,
Whence you come I fail to know;
You send me home to my hovel
To get boots, gloves and shovel.
Yet, your beauty, Snow, I feel,
Does not allure, nor appeal.
Won’t you please, for my sake,
Get on your way, jump in the lake.
All last summer, rivers dry,
No rain would fall, not even try;
But Nature never lets us down,
Though we may cuss, fret and frown;
She’s just gone modern in her moods
And delivers frozen goods.

Bill Dibbern
—And ‘twas a White Christmas ‘n’ all that.

Maybe we’ll have a white Christmas this year too. It seems to be heading in that direction! And should your back start to bother you whilst shoveling, just remember, I’m only a click or call away! A massage can do wonders for stiff, sore muscles.

May you have a wonderful Christmas filled with family, friends, joy and peace. And may the new year bring you incredible adventures and life abundant and rich.


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