Where is the sun?
Then there was the record breaking cold with the polar vortex of -50 wind chill. I don't ever remember the mail delivery halted state wide. I do remember when I was wearing the hat of a dairy farmer and it was soooo cold, the drinking cups froze in the barn and the manure spreader had to be hauled off to Schraufnagel to thaw up. Now those were the days! The farmers that I know are a dedicated group of workers not only to create a livelihood but to care for the animals. I miss my cows but not on these wintry days.
God has blessed me in many ways and I have worn many hats. One of the best ones is Grandma. So when I feel any seasonal affective disorder set in, I think of a funny story told by the grand kids. And of course, dreaming of working in the flower garden again this spring.
Photo of moon: NASA Ames Research Center / Brian Day
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