el toro

A couple of nights ago we had a few inches of snow. It fell in soft perfect flakes all day and by evening, the road looked like this:

Which meant I had to start up this:

Propelling a roaring, banging monster up and down the driveway does take a bit of the romance out of the moment. I was glad to shut it off, put it back in its cave and enjoy the silence. The pinky sky and snow laden branches were spectacular the next morning and the beauty of it has lingered. It almost makes the shoveling worth it. Almost, Lauchie, almost.