Dearest Friends,
It is beyond great
fortune that I, at this wonderful season, come upon blank sheets of paper. Inspired by such luck I have chosen to
compile a communiqué to you both, expressing first, a joyful greeting and
second a note of concern at seeing our communities fall victim to these
dreadful snowfalls. Surely last year’s
wrath remains fresh in our minds, and yet here we are again attired in heavy
wools and certainly unflattering footwear. It is at times like these we must remain
strong.
I can impart to you
an event occurring just yesterday;
Having witnessed an immediate need to clear our driveway, that at least
one motor-car might make its way, I – with shovel in hand, commenced to clear,
if only slightly, a path whereby myself and any pedestrian might have
unencumbered access. Once having
established the path I would then address the width of an automobile. Dressed
appropriately for the conditions, I began to push such an accumulation that the
majority of the snow felt compelled to escape around the far edges of the
shovel, only to leave hazardous and unsightly ridges of snow in my wake. I could see where this would surely cause me
to return to my starting point and attempt to now remove the shoveling residue.
Over and over again
this overflow condition occurred, causing me to traverse the same real estate
multiple times. This, of course, left me
exposed to harsh winds and biting cold far longer than I had originally
intended.
Being a person of
planning, I had – prior to beginning this undertaking, set kettle to stove,
that hot tea would be awaiting my return.
Also, and luckily for me, anticipated potential delays and set my wrist
watch atop the kettle, knowing full well
that should I become detained beyond reason, the kettle would not boil dry, for
– as history has shown, a watched pot never boils.
It remains reasonable
to find this letter as testimony that my path-making efforts, at least to the
postal box were successful.
As Always
Zobostic Corwin
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