The last week of snow brought a realization.
I’m done traveling for the winter.
Bottom line, I don’t like driving in
snow.
Sounds
odd, I know, for someone who lives a rustic life in northern lower
Michigan.
But perhaps that is why.
I’ve
had my share of white-knuckle trips.
Of
bouncing off snowbanks.
But
with that realization of being home bound, my heart is sad.
For my trips to visit my Amish friends
are on hold until spring.
I’ll
have to settle for my weekly letters.
And
dream of spring visits.
Until next time, dear friends. Lord willing.
Sherry
P.S. I've finally, {yes, it has taken months} figured out how to do my Blog effectively (almost) from the local Library. I will be updating on a normal basis now. I can't wait to share more stories. See you soon...Lord willing.
3 comments:
Dear Sherry,
Oh, I am so there with you, girl! I really dread winter driving...the back road of the harbor can be so scary at times. We "hibernate" in the woods...thankful for the cook stove...waiting patiently for spring!
Maine has yet to see its first big snowfall of the season...today was in the 50s!
Sweet blessings,
Laura
Looking forward to hearing from you more often :-)♥!
I can't wait to hear more stories too. I know I hate driving here too. When I was younger, I would plow through anything...now, I just stay home. :)
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