Aaaahhhh, sleeping in in a Sunday. Traditionally because of some amazing Saturday night but apparently I was just fatigued from the week. 10am looks a lot different than 7:30am and with much more action. The village has awoken.
A squirrel has temporarily joined me on the porch with what looks like a croissant that used to be IN my house. He is seeking refuge from the gas powered snow blower the retiree is using… doing laps on the driveway and part of the road it seems. I enjoy a good quiet shovelling but that machine sounds like a wood chipper! It is still lightly snowing, very fluffy flakes. You can almost make out the different shapes of each one. So gentle, if you closed your eyes you wouldn’t know it was snowing. A sharp contrast to the gasoline fed combination walker/thrower that just went by. I must get up earlier. The sun is showing itself despite the snow clouds, the circle t steeple is bright silver. I feel like I have missed out on part of the day without having the previous night to flaunt.