“The snowy roads, can be fun, but then again, dragging heavy bags from the store, to your home, can be everything else but fun!” Gun Roswell
Up the slippery street
The street side none too wide, but leading towards the home, which is waiting nice and warm after a day of slaving at work and then getting yourself to the market place for some dessert, well, more than that really as the bags are filled with items needed for the everyday life, just in case, the weather might turn and then, the only thing was to stay at home and churn. But today, while the snow fall had lasted a while and those blasted service people did not bring on a smile as the plowing had been left undone and well, hauling yourself and the big and heavy bags up the hill was everything else but the winter’s fun seen in the images from before, rather this one, was more than a simple chore. Hauling and heaving, getting some rest in between, even if the trip is not really that long, it seems like a mountain tall, to be conquered in the middle of the storm. But finally getting there, opening the door to the inviting and warm, putting away the produce from the bags, and then, it is time for a well deserved snack!