We are snowed in, or nearly so. The air is thick with the silent accumulation of fat flakes. One can almost hear the psychic outcry of a thousand minds, stressing over how they will check off their holiday errands, the irritation and angst over the inconvenient weather messing with the schedule of ‘must-do’s’.
But, must we? Really? Perhaps Nature has tucked a blanket of fluffy white round our ears in a bid to convince us that it is ok to rest. Like overstimulated toddlers, we have worked ourselves into a frenzy, doggedly chasing the best, brightest and biggest in gifts and decorations, pushing ourselves beyond our limits and feeling the worse off for it.
Maybe it’s time we all have a snow day.
Even the indomitable Earth Herself takes naps.