Elisa? Did you just shovel your yard dear?? YEEEEEESs I did!

For over three days now I've heard "go out and shovel down to bare grass in the yard and pray".  Things like what are you waiting for and why are you ignoring and fine keep doing what you are doing have begun to be tacked onto the end of it.  So, since someone up there felt the need to encase the car in ice so badly that there was NOTHING i could do to scrape it off and keep me stuck here--maybe preventing my most horrid death or smacking me on my thick and angry head.  I pulled the car back into the sun thinking that at 21 degrees this would do little but feeling powerless thought it worth the attempt.  Out into the yard with shovel I went, wearing jammies under mismatched sweats and an odd looking pair of shoes.  In went the shovel, insides muttered what a stupid idea quit cryin and raging.  In vehemently went the shovel as I told that voice to shut up but with more loud swearing.

It felt good to crack the ice on the top and heft the snow.  No grass,,just a thick layer of ice from before, but I had hope so, I kept digging.  It felt good to channel physical energy down thru my feet to the ground for balance and coil up my angry and move the snow with it.  I decided to make a path to the bush outside the window where I sit and then feed the birds.  I began to giggle like a loon too.  The energy from the sun felt very good.

I came back into the house to make the popcorn.  Took it back out, looked toward the car for some reason, saw it entirely ice free in the sun side anyway.  I heard God does for you what you could not do for yourself(someone else tacked on a 'ya nut'--this is a soul friend entirely too pleased with himself)  So, I went to move the car round to the other side thinking how much simpler it was to let God's sun do it all for me, only lamenting once that i should have been able to do it myself by force...some of us and I mean me are slower than others eh? 

So, I went out to take pics of Shoveling Therapy thinking of Dan's rakey stone yard.  When one doesn't have stones or grass I suppose one makes due with what is offered right under the nose.