Join Date: Feb 2004
Location: rural southwestern N.Y. State
Not enough ! At least it sometimes seems like that is so. I like to say winters are not fun, that is from about November until May. Once the leaves are down
and things turn sloppy and gray..until the leaves are budding again, is not my favorite time.
..But once May arrives, with the beautiful, radiant greening through to the beautiful fall colors, I think there is no better place to be than right where I am,
Political considerations aside.
Right here is where as the spring thaws arrive, the small rivulets and streams are flushed green and fresh.. New life springs up from the ground,
from the boughs of the trees and among the wildlife.
I suppose if I were an ardent skier, snowmobiler or trapper, I would treasure the winters also..but I am not an of those, so each year it seems becomes les and less pleasant a the years go by.
I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep; I am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lion. (Alexander the Great)