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Monday, November 11, 2013


We are expecting snow here tomorrow and the thought of it unnerves me. Used not to at all for in fact I loved it and always looked forward to a "snow day" as I was a teacher. Since I'm not teaching anymore, I have developed a love-hate relationship with snow. Love it when I have food and the necessities in my house. Hate it when I'm caught off guard and am out of things I desperately need. And you are probably asking why: The reason is that I live on top of a huge mountain. 

If it snows a lot and it's cold, there is more snow up here than down on the flat part--like a lot more. The main hill can resemble a ski path and often people really did ski off the main hill. It gets covered with ice and I'm pretty sure that the men that run the snow plows don't care for going down it at all.  I've seen them literally back up at the hill and go up the street. I would too if I were in that snow plow.

And so I will pace back and forth tonight to see if the weather forecasters are right. When "they" say a few flakes, it is more like several inches of snow. Just great if I were brave like I used to be but I am not brave any more nor do I have a desire to go sideways down the hill. Been there and did  that and actually lived through it.

You can guess what I'll doing tonight: Pacing. Do I have to go to work? No. It's the feeling of being trapped inside that gets to me. "Let it snow?" No. Rest my case.

Sherry Hill

Friday, November 8, 2013


When I was little, I really thought that real cats and dogs would fall down from the sky if people said "It's raining cats and dogs." Didn't take me long to understand that it was a saying because I never saw any fall from the sky. Yesterday it rained so hard that the few remaining leaves that were hanging on the trees for dear life fell off. My yard and the street are both entirely covered in yucky brown wet leaves. And those leaves can be dangerous for if you walk in them or drive in them, they're as slick as glass.

It looks like every leaf in the world decided to land in my yard. It's a sea of brown yuck.

Today you might assume would be a good day to rake leaves for it isn't going to rain. But there is a catch: It's freezing right now and the day temperatures are not high. And so I will stare at the mess of wet leaves and hopefully not slide in them. Yesterday I'd say it was really raining leaves for that is what flew all over the place with the huge raindrops.

It was not a good day but then it could have been far worse and at least I stayed inside safe and dry. If you live in an area such as I do with seasons, you know full well what I'm talking about. No cats or dogs rained from the sky--just the last remaining brown leaves.  The saying is funny in a way for little kids actually believe it will happen. I used to.

Sherry Hill