White sand. Blue skies.
I dream of that. Often!
Especially as I sit under endless grey skies.
BUT…!
Today I am lucky!
The grey sky is still there.
Yet under that pale asphalt cover, a quiet snow falls.
And has covered the cement sidewalks, the asphalted streets, the dead brown grass.
All has became white.
White as pure snow!
(All we’re missing are the 7 dwarfs. Heh!)
HEAVEN!
I bought some cross country skiis last year (after all, I AM living in Chicago for temporary long-haul HA!) so I may as well make the most of it, right?!
I go out the back door, walk 2 city blocks and get to a tennis court (now empty of lime green ball throwers and white mini skirt wearers). I take of my snow boots, put on my cross country boots (trying not to drop my mittens in the meantime) and off I go! Across the park and into a forest preserves I go! I’m still within Chicago city limits, so yeah, I do hear the SUVs and ambulances around me, but when I look up, it’s just trees, bushes, stillness and white fresh snow all around me.
