At 4:30 am this morning, I was lying in bed thinking about writing projects that were calling my name. Rather than toss and turn any more, I decided to get up and crank up the computer.
By 5:00 am I was typing away and the words, for this day, were flowing from my fingertips. In the cool morning silence I was able to get some work accomplished.
At 7:00 am, I needed a caffeine boost, so I stopped to make a hot homemade latte.
By 10:00 am, major amounts of work were accomplished and I rewarded myself with a mountain bike ride. I met one of my cycling buddies at a local trail, Devil's Backbone (I'll post a photo of this soon) and we rode for just over an hour.
The sun was out, the winds were calm and it was a perfect Colorado day at near 70 degrees.
This weather, however, is to be enjoyed to the absolute fullest because snow is near. The weatherwomen and men on the news have constantly been reminding us that November is the second snowiest month in Colorado, behind March.
Occasionally, memories of the December of 2006 slip into my mind.
Although we have a snowblower, it is usually at my mother-in-law's house and I am actually happy to shovel snow. That is, I used to be happy to shovel snow.
When the first snowstorm arrived last year, I cheerfully shoveled the driveway and sidewalks.
In December when it snowed again, I was still happy to shovel the snow; but I will admit this one was tougher to shovel. While I was shoveling, the snow continued to fall and the wind was picking up. This was going to be a problem.
The next day, shoveling was not so fun....
But the city tried to help by opening a path down our street. The first time they tried to help, there was one swath down the street. (Translated: Dig yourself out of your driveway.)
By now, the snowblower was transported to our house so we could dig ourselves out, then dig out other family members. Good thing we had the snowblower because we got another storm...
After this storm, the city was more helpful, in that they cleared a path down our street and did try to open the driveways as well. By this time, we had two glaciers formed in front of our house, the remains of all past storms piled high and frozen into blocks. We took bets on what date the last piece of glacier would melt away.
While these 2006 winter memories are not far from my consciousness, I will ignore them for now and enjoy the great weekend weather.
Hope you have a good weekend ~