Beautiful Mud

The season of snow is on its way out. Snow is melting, slush is sloshing, and the “Season of Mud” is almost upon us. That means big white dogs (Great Pyrenees) turn brown and leave big muddy food prints. That means I give up heavy winter snow boots and exchange them for rubber barn boots. That means that it is not profitable to wash the Van. The “Season of Mud” means that the snow covering the grill will melt and we can enjoy grilled lamb chops. I am celebrating mud. Mud is beautiful! You get that way after surviving another winter in Minnesota.

March 13, 2014 · Sarah · No Comments
Posted in: Contemplations