White: It's the New Blue

This is the top of a 4 foot chain link fence.

I know snow is precipitation, but we do not call an overabundance of it on the ground a flood, so I'm beginning to think about the end of the world.  I know God said He would never flood the earth again, but the Bible says nothing about smothering it under a blanket of snow.  Maybe I need to apologize to the ancient Mayans for my immediate dismissal of their end of the world theory.  From here, it very much looks like God just might be starting on His plan to destroy the earth with snow.  Yesterday alone we added nine inches of snow to a total of which I have long since lost track.  The forecast for later this week:  more snow showers!  I have decided the colors we have assigned emotions in our society is a little off.  Blue should not be the color to represent sadness.  Blue is the color of the sky when the clouds are not hiding the sunshine from view.  It is a happy color.  White, the color of the snow and the over zealous clouds that deliver it, is the true color of sadness.  Should the world still exist next winter, when I peek out my window in the morning and my eyes widen and twinkle while the little kid in my excitedly whispers "Snow!" (and we all know I will), I will most likely deny having ever harbored ill feelings toward the sparkly magic that is snow.  Today, however, I am praying that global warming will pick up the pace a bit.

Obie is keeping the snow down to 3 feet around his fence.
He's enjoying the increased space.