SOL #22 Goodbye Winter

When I woke up yesterday morning and opened my eyes for the first time, I could tell that it was snowing. The closed binds had a bright halo around them. I tiptoed over to the window and peeked out. Hmm there’s not enough yet.

I made some coffee and headed to our home office to read and comment on some slices. I turned on an acoustic playlist from Spotify and just relished in the peaceful morning of a snow day.

Thirty minutes later, I looked out the window to the left of my computer screen and looked at the falling snow. Still, there’s not quite enough.

I turned on part of the Today show, had some yogurt with homemade granola, and looked out onto the street. Yes! The plow hasn’t come yet! I threw on my boots, opened the garage and put my foot into the snow. Yep, 4 inches will have to do.

One of my favorite things about living in our new house in Maine is this moment. I lace up my cross-country ski boots, and strap on my skis. I push off and glide down the driveway and take a left. There are no cars on the street, just me. I travel across a soccer field of a school in our neighborhood and make it onto the trail. I’m so glad I didn’t bring my headphones. It was so quiet and everything was still except for the swoosh of my skis.

Thank you, spring, for letting me cross-country ski one last time. I know you’re here, but I’m glad I got to have a proper goodbye to my friend, winter.