The cheapest of all things is kindness,
its exercise requiring the least trouble and self-sacrifice.
So, complaining about the cold is not going to make it go away. It is cold…… really, really cold. This must be that coming of the next Ice Age that I have been reading about. Try to make the best of it has to be my motto these days. It will warm up….,right?
The smoke coming from the chimney rushes to the sky then hits a ceiling of frigid cold and is pushed back to the ground. -23 degrees Celsius makes a farm girl want to turn around and snuggle back into that nice warm comfy down duvet bed. The one she just dragged herself out of. My coffee actually seemed to have cooled down before I even made it to the table. I know the woodstove is pumping out heat below because the smoke is rushing, then retreating and blocking my view of the sun’s big entrance. Why do I not feel its warmth?
The sun also rushes to the sky only to be pushed back down by that same ceiling of frigid cold. Can there be any hope of my own rushing out and not being pushed back by that same ceiling of frigid cold? There will probably not be rushing, but I will be going out there.
This morning, I am going to think of yesterday. It was cold but sunny. I went out all bundled up to find some warm happy things to do, making the best of this frigid situation that seems to be hanging around, for who knows how long. First, I, as usual, visited the cows. They were all gathered around the bales of hay I had placed in the sunny south, completely surrounded by the cedar bush. There was the usual fashion show hat wearing thing going on, where Bossy2 and Red, both decided they wanted to play.
The sun made for great shadow and smile shots. It has never ceased to amaze me, that is seemed, warmer back there than in my house. The combination of the surrounding cedars and being on the south side with the sun makes it toasty, no wonder they are smiling. I spent a lot of time back there, “goofing off” as my Mom used to call it.
Speaking of Mom I went to have lunch with her that same day and she was curled up in her bed with that same sun from the south streaming in her window. “Hi Mom”, she turned and smiled. “I brought a toasted western sandwich and a coffee for us”. After helping her to the table, we enjoyed and talked about the cows that wear hats and smiles. Mom has an 8x10 print of Bossy2 and me sitting on her cabinet and it brings smiles, on even those dark and coldest of days.
My motto, on this frigid cold day, will be trying to bring some warm smiles. Hopefully to bring some smiles, warmth, and sharing with those of you hitting those cold frigid ceilings out there. Feeling like they are being pushed back down, and needing a boost up. I thought since it works for my Mom and me, it may work for all of you out there too.
Did it work?