The day is starting out wonderfully, From the coffee to the morning snuggles from dogs that are just looking for a warm lap to snuggle in. All the way to the world bound to the exterior and the cold sense of snow and ice have become the master of vanishing ground. The icy substance is a sign of planetary orbital means, to show us the very thing we live on is a shifting and twisting sphere of mechanisms not all understand. From tribes back in time seeing the changing seasons as a godly influence to now, knowing its a rotational effect of the planet. When we used to see a white kingdom waiting to be built, now many see a menace to be moved, a kingdom of back pain and devotions to making it out of a driveway. Sometimes things don’t change but our view of them do. We just become a bit to jaded at times, time to see the snow as we did as kids, a creators dream. Maybe things would be better if cynicisms is not considered a natural evolution into adulthood.

Woot woot fresh hot coffee and now extra time to sit and relax for a few more mins and have a bit of time to think and ponder the day, just to see what I plan to get done. Driveway and the kitchen is normal of course, then having some time to make sure the house is cleaned and warm and the other things will be tasked to the day.

I am wondering what I should do first, dishes or the driveway, I am still having breakfast and coffee so I am debating the process until I get there. Then I will be happy with the out come. The day seems to be struggling to get going but I am also just getting into second coffee, so I might be waiting for the first to hit the spot and give me some get up and go. Just as of right now the get up and go has got up and gone.

With the morning taking till now to be light outside I could say it is that and the shift to get to used to less sun and more night, now if I could just record and make stories that would be different, however I would not get anything else done and that would be quite bad. I would suffer immensely so they must be done. I wish not to suffer in life more then I do (as I should as all life, is not meant to be easy).

All though I would love to stay I do have to get up and get things started, from dishes to the floors, then the fire and such. So I will be back maybe tonight to see how you wonderful humans,

Much love

Until Later,

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.