Grizzled....streaked with gray.
Grizzled....hmmm. Everything 'round here today seems grizzled. It's a snow day. I wish I was still teaching school or better yet a student-there's nothing better than throwing open the blinds and finding snow enough to block the buses from rolling. A child's dream.
I don't particularly like snow. Perhaps I should be living in Southern Florida, California, or better yet on the isle of St. Croix in the US Virgin Islands. (I'm off subject already.) When I look out and see a world full of snow, it doesn't look soft and fluffy white...it looks grizzled and gray and like lots of inconvenience and dirt will be coming my way over the next few days. Bah, grumble, grumble. My mood should be called grizzled as well. I'm coping-and I do have that hearty meal I mentioned yesterday simmering in the crockpot for later today.
I did venture out briefly this morning into the gray grizzly snow to grab a few photos so as not to let slip my diligence to the 365. I have a little something in my files in case no other opportunities arise. I just posted to Wordless Wednesday and as I was looking through my photos, I realized they might tell their own story better than I can with my rambling words.
Thanks for stopping despite my grizzled demeanor. Hope it's sunny and warm where you are.
Here's that "grizzled" look for sure.
Oh alright...I'll give you this one as really pretty.
And yes I did earn this hot bowl of oatmeal. I'm about due to head out for more shoveling. I think by now my LLBean insulated pack boots are about dry.