I rarely get a call while I'm out walking, I take it just in case I might need to make a call.
Hopefully there will never be a need to make an emergency call,
but if one was required I'd be prepared.
I never was a Girl Guide.
I was an Explorer, a Discoverer, and was in C.G.I.T.
(Canadian Girls in Training)
Mother always made me take some money in my pocket for the pay phone just in case...
and she impressed upon me to be aware and alert at all times.
(that and her clean underwear rule!)
I can still hear her voice with her reminders as she zipped up my coat
and then wrapped her arms around me in a warm hug.
I know she loved me so much
and still does...
(it's that maternal feeling of protection that never leaves us moms even after our children are grown and fly the nest)
But I digress...
this is not broken glass...
it's a sheet of ice
the air is crisp and cool
the sun is shining
there's a quickness in my step
I can see my breath as I exhale
too chilly to linger
I keep moving forward
and keeping my hands in my pockets
my leather gloves are lovely but sadly they are not warm enough
I need to go mitt shopping!
that was yesterday....
we awoke today to find a dusting of snow on the ground
looking like icing sugar
it's not too deep
everything looks so pretty in white...
the forecast is saying there's a lot more snow on the way!
I'll be looking out for snowmen and snow angels
and keep those home fires burning
'cuz baby it's cold outside....