Don’t you just love a snowy day?  As I sit in my Lazy Arse chair, i    can see huge snowflakes a’fallin.  If I were outside (not gonna happen today), I’m sure I could actually hear them fall.  Do they have a life inside of them?  Do they fell pain upon hitting the earth?  Do they suffer as they melt?  Why has no one spent billions of tax payer money on a study of the life of a snowflake?  Is it because they are white?  If they were a more colorful flake would they be discriminated against?  I know that I don’t eat the yellow snow.  Am I a snow racist?  I know that if I were outside making a snow person (gender neutral, of course), I wouldn’t use the brown snow.  I have nothing against brown except that I know how it became brown (see yellow snow comment).  I would be the happiest person on the earth if snow fell from the sky in a multitude of colors.  I would use them all including the white.  Can you imagine what a gorgeous snow person I could make with a rainbow of snow colors?   Now why didn’t God (my choice of creator) think to make snow in color?  Perhaps it would have been just too beautiful to behold.  All those brilliant colors melding together.  A LSD trip without end.  And not one color better than the others.  Hmmmm, perhaps we as humans should remember that.   No color is better OR worse than the other.  And together we make the most gorgeous picture possible.  Remember that, gentle reader.  Oh and don’t eat yellow or brown snow…..at least not at my house!


About thelumberjackandthegypsy

The lumberjack is my husband and he owns Arrowhead Wood Products; Arrowhead Toboggan and Snowshoe; and Lake Superior Furniture Co. and is the exclusive manufacturer of wood shutters for Summit Hill Shutter Co. The gypsy is me, and I have a passion for teaching people to tap into their creative side, even when they think they don't have one! I did not grow up creative or artsy and I was in my thirties before I started sewing and creating things. I am a rug hooker; artisan teddy bear maker; painter (from pictures to large pieces of furniture!); knitter; doll maker; needle-felter, repurposer; sewer; decorator; blogger; glamper; reader; vintage jewelry maker; junker; and now a shop owner. But the lumberjack and I feel our greatest gifts in this world are our four grandkids and our daughter and her husband and our relationship with Jesus Christ. We have been married for more than 33 years and most of that time we have lived out in the country on a hobby farm where we have raised chickens, turkeys, ducks, goats, pigs and beef cattle. We also homeschooled our only child for her entire school years. We lived out our dream of being like the The Little House on the Prairie and they were great times. I also have a personal blog: rantingsofamadqueen.wordpress.com where I tell stories of what life on the farm has been like and other things that pop up in my very weird mind. I prefer "quirky or eccentric" instead of weird (sounds more fascinating and less creepy)!

2 responses »

  1. I love watching the snow from my cozy chair as well. I have always enjoyed watching snow storms through my window with a cup of somethings hot and delightful. Thank you for making me laugh at the idea of colorful, frozen bits of rainbows floating to the ground.

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