It’s cold in the house. Outside snow falls. A scrawny sparrow chirps next to the empty bird feeder. Several\u00a0chubby squirrels managed to pry the lid off and now seeds litter the front porch.<\/p>\n
I see a woman walking in the park. Her furry parka makes her into an upright lioness. I too will venture out soon. The ground is dusted with snow. I wonder whether boots are necessary. \u00a0I see\u00a0a mental image of myself flying through the air. Yes, I think something with tread would be a good idea.<\/p>\n
I open the closet and sigh. \u00a0The coats and jackets are slouching half on and off coat hangers. I prepare for battle. I know that when I manage to pull out my heavy coat, one of my wife’s coats will fall into the dark abyss at the bottom. I am certain that it will land\u00a0on my dirty\u00a0work boots.<\/p>\n
After removing my coat and boots I manage to force the door shut with a bang. It’s almost as if the clothing and other unseen occupants of the closet are clawing at the door and pushing it open at the same time.<\/p>\n
I bundle up from head to toe and brace myself for the bone-chilling cold.<\/p>\n
I \u00a0squeeze through the doorway in my bulky clothing.<\/p>\n
I did it. I am outside on this fine winter day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
It’s cold in the house. Outside snow falls. A scrawny sparrow chirps next to the empty bird feeder. Several\u00a0chubby squirrels managed to pry the lid off and now seeds litter the front porch. I see a woman walking in the park. Her furry parka makes her into an upright lioness. I too will venture out … Continue reading Snow day<\/span>