Where's My Shovel

As I sit here writing my next prose, It has begun to snow, Its beauty overshadows the end result. I know that come tomorrow I will need to shovel the driveway, If I want to get out and about. Then I start thinking about the warmer days of spring and summer. I really can't watch the grass as it grows, but I know I will eventually need to cut it back, weekly-seems like a big deal to me. The leaves of autumn eventually end up on the ground and need to be raked and bagged, several times a season if need be. All of these things require a great deal of effort, except for the winter snow, it is the one deal breaker. If I so choose, I can just stay in, until it melts, and just enjoy the beauty, in all its splendor. Ok...who am I kidding, Kohls department store has a new summer clothing line that comes out tomorrow, "honey, where's the snow blower?"