A wintry blessing.

More snow overnight. Used to be that I’d lament. The late coming of spring. Had enough of winter. But learned to take what I get. And to like it. Makes no sense to do otherwise. After all, I can’t control the weather. So might as well make the best of it. By savoring the brilliant whiteness of snow. Looks so clean. So fresh. So invigorating. Never see this in Sardinia. But that’s all right. The winters are mild. Almost like spring. So maybe I’m due for a few days of genuine Minnesota winter. Which I accept. As a blessing. –Jim Broede