No hurry

The snow came, 8 inches. St. Francis stands at the patio’s edge wearing a white shawl with matching tall hat of fluffy snow. So far, there is a path shoveled to where the paper landed at the end of the driveway.

It looks like a good day to get some thinking, writing, and reading done with brief spells on the end of the shovel. No hurry.

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