It’s been snowing a lot this year. I love the snow so it’s fine by me, but it seems to snow at night and then melt during the day so I don’t get a chance to enjoy it because I have to work.
Oh…I shouldn’t say that…I’m lucky to have a job and don’t want to jinx it.
I love my job!
That is actually an honest remark which is why the thought of losing my job is so depressing. But I’m not going to dwell on that right now. As I said last post, my job is safe for now and if anything did happen to the Center, I’d probably be one of the last they let go. After all…someone has to clean up the mess and it won’t be the scientific staff. And…I have a good rep at the university and shouldn’t have too much trouble getting another position. But I digress.
So, about that snow. I know you Midwesterners and Right Coasters have a hateful relationship with snow but for this California boy, snow is magic. I have never had to shovel the driveway or keep my sidewalks clear or slog through feet of snow to get to school or work. Snow to me is simply about fun. Snowball fights, skiing, sledding, snowball fights and beautiful moonlit landscapes viewed from a hot tub.
Living in Oregon now I have had to make my way to work in the snow, but it’s usually a few inches of slush by the time I hit the road. If more than a few inches are on the ground I stay home to make a snowman and play with the dog. That usually includes a walk in Forest Park which is absolutely breathtaking as the snow adds dimension so much dimension by highlighting various layers of the forest. Yep, I love the snow!
This afternoon I attended a faculty meeting for two and a half hours. I sat next to the window and watched as flurry after flurry drove into the canyon behind our building. It was exceptionally soothing to watch those flakes fall from far above and track them as they fell far below me onto the forest floor. If only every meeting were accompanied by such simple beauty. If only all unpleasant situations were. It was the best meeting I’ve ever attended. Afterward I walked to my car in the fading light with snow falling lightly on my face. The quiet had settled in and all seemed still and content. So did I.
I love snow!