
I have a very long driveway, at least compared to city people. Mine is about 100 metres long (almost 300 feet) and it goes downhill. It's actually a bit steep.
So on a day like today when snow falls, I have mixed emotions. Everything looks so beautiful and clean and white. The fallen leaves are covered over and there are bird and animal tracks everywhere.
But it means that the shovelling season is about to start for another winter.
It takes me about an hour or an hour and a half to clear the driveway. And I have to do it or I can't get my car on the road. I need groceries from town. And library books. And money from the bank. And my mail at the post office. So I have to shovel.
Luckily there are a few good things about shovelling though.
It's good exercise (and I live a long way from a gym). It gets me outside away from the computer -- ahhh, fresh air. The snow is usually really pretty and I often stick a camera in my pocket.
It's good exercise (and I live a long way from a gym). It gets me outside away from the computer -- ahhh, fresh air. The snow is usually really pretty and I often stick a camera in my pocket.
But the best thing is that I get to see Dog again. He lives just down the road from me and only visits in the winter when he can hear me shovelling my driveway. He is a German Shepherd mix and loves to run up and down my driveway. Dog runs around a bit and then trots back for a visit. I don't know what he does all summer but I seldom see him until the first snowfall. I guess winter is officially started.
