“If you choose not to find joy in the snow, you will have less joy in your life but still the same amount of snow.”

 The deep grass moved and whispered   

And bowed and brushed my face.

It whispered in the sunshine:

"The winter comes apace."

                      The Summer Sun Shone Round Me by Robert Louis Stevenson

“Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.”

― Victor Hugo

(daily ex. update, morning dog walk 1 miles,  scooping snow 25 min.  pm tm run 3.2 miles,  day 40 5 K run streak. very cold day)