Moody Monday Morning

It's Monday morning and everywhere is white. First real snow in my neck of the wood and it's the conversation of the day as if it is something foreign on this prairie land of the lady of the snow Canada. That how we folks are here. We love talking about our terrible weather, it breaks the ice - no pun intended. It is a laugh generator - we bitch and collapse in stitches of laughter. Yeah people are good and easy going and enjoy simple pleasures. I took talk about the snow but not to sound self-righteous or anything like it, I sure glad I am not in the Philippines or Midwest USA where the weather had the last laugh on folks there. We humans think we are so mighty with our science and technology but we have to bow to the weather because when it is sometimes like a feather and at times its heavy foot leave marks than can never be repaired or never go away from one's consciousness. It is a lesson in gratitude for me. I am thankful for everything I've got for the snow and for the rain and sleet and everything. Divine love