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The Sludge Will Not Win
I remember this time. March 2020. ….We had recently returned from our amazing and sun filled trip to Puerto Rico and St. John- which was healing and spiritual and wonderful.
We came back to WEEKS of this- cold, gray, wet….,yuck. Yes, THIS is the NE weather I hate the most.
It’s like Heartbreak Hill- just when you think you are going to finish the marathon of winter and darkness- the month of April comes to BREAK you. Give me a blizzard any day of the week over this gray SLUDGE.
Snow has always had a romance and a beauty for me. You know- Robert Frost and Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy Evening…..There is a peaceful stillness in a snow storm. And lots of people get to stay home snuggling in cozy blankets, drinking hot chocolate and building fires in their fireplaces. Reading good books and hunkering down. Especially teachers.
In GRAY SLUDGE nobody gets to stay home. You have to go out in it- and it’s not pretty or romantic or fun.
No such thing as a SLUDGE day.
Everyone is SO done with winter and ready for spring…..
