Scores of people in my area are rushing around today to get their errands done before another 20" of snow falls, and I know that there is lots of unhappiness because of the impending storm.
Having lived in a house at the top of a steep hill, on a narrow road that was hardly ever plowed, I know the pain of streets that cannot be navigated easily. I moved a few years back to a street next to a park, where there is plenty of room to put shoveled snow and nary a hill in site; to a town where food, wine and a fully stocked hardware is within walking distance.
But, even now I keep with me the lessons I learned at the top of my hill. I love snow because it is the one thing in my life that can slow me down. Snow gets me off the crazy, 100 mph treadmill of life. To fight the snow is crazy -- mother nature will win every time.
I decided that I'd let her.
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