What are we to do with another day of this, and with more forecast for next week? Being alone in the cottage gives me the silence to observe how I’m responding and what I might be learning. I try to anticipate, and then stop thinking about it until I need to take action.
So far today, here’s what I’ve anticipated and the actions I’ve taken. I’ve brought the shovel into the house so it doesn’t get buried in the snow. In case the power goes out I have thawed out some Comfort Chicken Soup for supper, brought the flashlight in from the car, recharged my cell phone, and saved a cup of coffee, figuring that day-old cold is better than nothing.
That done, I’ve been sitting, watching and leading my life. I know I have to shovel a couple of more times, but I don’t know when I’ll do it. Maybe now, maybe later. But I’ll do it.
Um, all these anticipations have to do with safety and comfort. If someone were here with me, we'd be hashing over the weather all day, and no questions, I’d be trying to get out of the shoveling.