New Snow and a Promise of Sunshine

We have “his” and “hers” channels on television, magazines for people who like to lift weights, and talk radio channels where people yell overtop each other all day long.  You can find stores selling nothing but household appliances, communities where only “seniors” live, and youth groups in almost every church.  We have social media in our ear and at our face 24/7.  We have cell phones, laptops, desktops, iPads, and something blinking in every room.

We have fully electrified, specified, connected, protected, and streamed in.

But on a morning like this, I want nothing more than to drive deep into the mountains, fasten a pair of old-school snowshoes to my boots, and slowly trudge across the white silence of an open meadow making blue holes with my tracks.

-- Mitchell Hegman