The other day I grabbed the shovel that is propped up against the side of the steps leading to our front door and proceeded to shovel a bit of snow. There wasn’t a lot. Just a few small drifts that had built up over the course of those windy days we had.
That shovel hasn’t moved much from it’s resting spot this winter. I probably wouldn’t need both hands to count the number of times I’ve actually had to shovel snow this year. As a matter of fact, I probably shoveled more snow last March than I have all of this winter.
If you didn’t have a calendar you would have no idea that we’re nearly at the midway point of January. By my count, this is the third straight year of having what I would refer to as a “good winter.”
One thing I’ve heard a lot of out there is the phrase, “We’re going to have to pay for this good weather somewhere down the road.” I’ve got a feeling that could very well be.
I don’t mind paying for it next winter as opposed to having a lousy spring and summer.
Although I am enjoying this weather, I’m under no illusions. We’re still more than two months away from spring and a lot can happen in that time.
So, my shovel will stand at the ready in it’s usual spot, right beside the front steps, waiting to be called into action at any time.
This is Saskatchewan after all!