The longest journey to work

I was shocked to find it snowing heavily this morning when I got up but I do so love snow, it’s that big blank freshly slipped white pot likeness that’s ready to decorate that seems to excite the child in me.

So I did the only thing I could do and decorated the entire mile and a half of the road between here and there. Didn’t meet a single person (not at all unusual, in fact more unusual to actually meet anyone) didn’t pass a single vehicle either so my drawings were fresh and there for the world to see…

Until as I got to the drive down to work I met a tractor coming out of the farm next door with it’s big shovely scoopy attachment lowered and ready to charge – back up the whole road that I’d just travelled down. So only me and the farm lad knew it was there and heaven knows how much madder he thinks I am now compared to how mad he thought I was yesterday. Oh well.

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6 Responses to The longest journey to work

  1. potterboy says:

    I've been waiting all day for those pictures.

  2. Trish says:

    Beautiful, beautiful..a snow artist too!

  3. Brrr, yummy cup. Thanks!

  4. ang says:

    hehehehe cool H..

  5. Nothing like slip-trailing a whole country road.

  6. Lori Buff says:

    Isn't it great to be able to play? I'll bet the farm lad was jealous and might have engaged in a friendly snowball fight if asked.

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