arizona anyone?

This is some January we’re having.   Usually this month is kind to us, more of an extended Autumn, but this one’s a doozy.   Every year, after twenty inches of snow, I ask myself why we do it, why do we stay? Why don’t we head south, or southwest, say to, Arizona?  Well the obvious answer, besides work, is that there aren’t any New England colonials there.   If those hearty souls – the early settlers – could stand it without plowed driveways and with only fireplaces for warmth, certainly we, with our electricity, central heating, down coats and comforters, can handle it.  Heck, they even had to trudge through snow to use the outhouse…

I have to say, after all the shoveling, the icy paths, and icicles clinging like crystal monster teeth from every eave – I don’t mind it!  I’m enjoying it.  The cool, crisp air is invigorating, the clean white snow creates a picturesque landscape, especially of colonial homes and open spaces.  Red barns and cardinals, picket and split rail fences, saltboxes and farmhouses, against yard high snowfall is the stuff of magazine covers.  Photographers like Ansel Adams  created masterpieces from these environs – but the right stuff had to be there for them.   Streets, farmlands and villages that have preserved their land, their history and architecture are the right stuff.  It’s the stuff that speaks to our inner sense of harmony, peace and balance.

That is why we don’t head south.  I think to embrace and fully enjoy the fruits of Winter’s labor enriches the soul, and makes one feel more deserving of the richness of Spring.  So for now, until the icicles melt, the paths clear, and the river swells from the north’s flood, we’ll persevere, hunker down by the hearth, count our blessings and our progress over these last few hundred years and, of course, keep shoveling – with a smile.

2 thoughts on “arizona anyone?

  1. You’re a better woman than I am! It’s not so much the snow shoveling that I mind. It’s the dreary skies and the need to keep everything closed up. As we’ve grown older, my hubby and I have become almost depressed when winter hits. We don’t head south until after the New Year. But once we’re here, having everything opened up with the breeze blowing in, the sun shining and clear blue skies, we notice our dispostion changes and our energy kicks in. When we were young, raising our children, we all skiied. We couldn’t wait for snow! But once we gave up that winter sport, it all seemed like work. You’re right about the lack of colonial homes here in the south. Coming from a circa 1724 house up north, that’s the one thing I feared would bother me the most. But I actually found that I liked the temporary change. Friends who visit us here are always surprised to see our decor because it is like night and day from what we have back home. It’s rather fun to experiment with a different look. I think reading the reports of the January you are having up there has convinced us that we’ve made the right decision. You would think it would initiate a resurgence in the Florida real estate market, wouldn’t you? Always enjoy your posts.
    Fondly, Joanne

    • Nice to hear from you, Joanne. I must admit that with single digit temps, and more snow coming this week, I’m having second thoughts! Maybe you should forward me some real estate info :)

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