My snowy Paradise.

Snowed in today. Trapped. At home. It’s a nice feeling. I was supposed to travel today. Along the freeway. To take care of business. But Minnesotans have been cautioned. Don’t travel. Unless it’s absolutely necessary. I like that message. Doesn’t stop me from going outdoors. To shovel snow. And breathe exhilarating cool, crisp fresh air. I tell my Italian true love. Connect with me on Skype. ‘I’ll show you a winter wonderland.’  She’s in Sardinia, an island in the Mediterranean Sea. Palm trees. Balmy weather.  Yes, she resides  in Paradise. And so do I – albeit in snowy Minnesota. Really doesn’t matter where. Paradise is everywhere. When one is in love. --Jim Broede