I have a love/hate relationship with snow...I mean, I love to wear warm, comfy sweat shirts and drink hot chocolate and snuggle up with a good book or my honey, but I hate wearing socks. My feet feel like they are suffocating and claustrophobic at the same time. Silly, huh?
Also on my mind is the big job of cutting back my 47 rose bushes. I don't like that either. It's like saying good bye to 47 friends until spring comes around again. To see them snow covered and cold is sort of heart breaking. So, I begin today to trim them back and put as many blossoms as I can in a vase to gaze at like the beasts' rose in a glass container till the last petal falls off...Oh, now I am sad. But, at least, my husband won't curse my name as he shovels snow this winter over the rose bushes!
Okay, now lets talk about pumpkins and cinnamon and making Christmas cards. Maybe that will cheer me. And there's a wedding to think about, too. Ah, life just goes on, no matter if you smile or cry!
