Friday, December 19, 2008
Home In The Snow
It took my husband a long time to make it home from Tacoma yesterday and, very wisely, he stayed snug in bed this morning when he would normally be on the road. We've heard the skidding of tires through the s-bend of Home all morning. In my head I keep saying, "Gently...gently...," as if it could be a blessing whispered into drivers' ears.
I'm not as brave as I was in my younger, snowy days and I'm so very glad (thank you for your kind thoughts, Joseph) that my job as a caregiver is in my own home. The only ventures out today will be to take the pup for some play...and other "p" words I'll skip over!
Wonderful hubby has taken the pup for a good walk through the neighbourhood, as we speak. I tried yesterday but the back roads were snow on top of ice...on top of bodacious Home hills. I was not in a mood to test the bone-cement pills I've been on for two years! We came back to the yard and played frisbee instead. Imagine, if you will, Lorraine in forty-two layers and trying to both bend and throw. If you have a hard time with the vision, think of a little Pillsbury Dough-Girl...now make her old, creaky and cranky!
Today I'm happy to watch the winter-wonderland from my home, my temple. There's plenty of tea and provisions, plenty of work within these warm walls, plenty of love in the Aerie above Joe's Bay.
Now tomorrow...we have a winter wedding to play for, in the Pagoda at Point Defiance. It will be time to remember my beast coast winter-driving mojo...