It’s Spring right? I mean I didn’t just imagine what the calendar is telling me to be true…We did have the spring showers last week, without the dreaded hail usual for this time of year. The 7 foot snow bank on the side of my driveway just in front of the two evergreens trees you see in the picture was melting at record speed ~ that was last week…
Mother nature can be a beast at times rearing her will to suit her needs. I suppose on occasion I too have been known to behave in this manner. Some times I just can’t look at another piece of raw chicken trying to figure out a new way of cooking such poultry. Since, I’ve given up eating beef ~ Oh my beloved T-Bone had to take a backseat due to a condition that would get worse if I eat it. My poor rusting B.B.Q. is saddened by these changes in our eating habits, and has taken to pealing off its layer of red paint on the top of the lid.
I actually think I heard it out there on my deck moaning one day back when the weather was warm on the skin and you could sit outdoors watching nature at its best. But, I soon realized the darn tank was hissing at me from a slow leak ~ Thank goodness the tank didn’t blow up on me. I probably was drugging some poor chipmunk that likes to linger on the bottom rack of the B.B.Q. stand. Propane, hum….Danger Will Robertson!
I’ve always been a bit shy about that first firing up of my grill after the automatic starter button bit the dust eons ago. Now I have to strike a match and shove it in the hole at the bottom, ready to dart off in the other direction if flames start to happen where they are not suppose too.
But, I brave that first piece of chicken I throw on the grill with glee since it taste so much better than what I can do with it indoors on the stove or oven. But, beware they say not to char the meat because that’s suppose to be no good for you. Hum….What’s a girl to do? I ask you…..
So, I’ll just shovel the white stuff as it continues to float down, and often blow in directions at gale force speeds today. To not go stark raving mad, I’m trying to look on the brighter side of things as my daughter (who helped me shovel this morning) said upon coming back inside all covered in snow like I was….”I want to move…” she said.
My response being a transplanted American to Canada for over 30 years…”It’s Canada…”
Sometimes you just have to view certain things on the brighter side, perhaps the snow out there that’s blowing in all different directions is just confused…. which way do I go, which way do I blow… 🙂
Take care out there today, where ever you may be and if your weather is grand get outside and take advantage of the glorious day.