I would be happy giving up seasons. At Christmas time we could travel to some snow and promptly return to a consistent warm and balmy existence. Simply giving up snow is not my goal, I am equally difficult to please in extreme hot temperatures. I don't enjoy feeling like a piece of bacon on a frying pan just walking to my car... So as I get close to graduating it becomes quickly more pertinent where we are going to look for employment. If it is warm enough to swim any day of the year but not so warm that you exist scurrying between air conditioners, then that is the place for me.
I don't really think this place exists.... so this is just an arbitrary lead in, the important part to realize here is that I'm ready for winter to go bye bye.
Twice now in the last two days I have had to pause and reluctantly admit to the beauty of the snow.
Driving up to Midway I drove through Provo Canyon and was struck by the monochromatic beauty of the season that underlined the form and line I was driving through. The curve of the canyon determined by the twist of the stream, the jagged top of the range determined by the power of eons of wind and ware, it all seemed more poignant shrouded in white.
As I walked to class today I walked through a tunnel of trees all half white from last night's storm. It was elegant and lace-like.
The fact that I was walking to a Saturday college class, and that is a finance course did tinge the beauty more than a little... ok, a whole lot.
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Apparently the brain washing affect of be raised in Mi. has made your snow acceptance a little hazy; yes it is beautiful, at times, in places, etc. Wish I had more to add but that covers t!! Love, Muzz
p.s. sure hope your diving is as fun as it can be on your cruise.
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