Cow Belle: Talking too much?

• Ina Murray

Ina Murray

Talk about it

I enjoy road trips (short or long) with my grown children. One of the “perks” is that they are “trapped” in the car, where I can talk an ear off them.

When they pick me up and load me into their car, I bet they shudder inwardly, thinking ahead to the miles and miles of their ears ringing, as I babble on and on. I am sure they like it better when there are several of us in the car…since it kind of “dilutes” my constant chatter.

My excuse is that most days I only talk to Bailey, who doesn’t answer, so I love to hear a human voice, and to catch up on their activities..They are so patient.

Get well wishes to Enid Davidson. A few weeks ago, when the girls took me for a ride, we stopped at Culver’s in Red Wing, and there was Enid also having lunch with one of her daughters. We had such a good visit, and I felt so sorry when I heard she was ill. My prayers for your recovery, Enid!

By this time, those soft white flakes of fish have been enjoyed; the smell of lutefisk has wafted away (maybe), and everything in our church is re-arranged and back to normal. I do miss the hustle and bustle of it all. But I am glad I had so many years in the midst of it. And I am glad of the good it does, with the hunger problems and the missions it supports.

Now winter is staring us right in the face, and pretty soon a different kind of soft, white flakes will be filling the air. I do look forward to the first snowfall, especially when they drift down softly. I don’t really look forward to the times when the snow is carried by icy winds, and piles up everywhere.

But there is coziness for those of us who can stay indoors, warm and dry, and look at it all through the windows. I know how blessed I am, and don’t take it for granted at all. I keep in my prayers all those who must travel to jobs or school no matter what the roads are like. (I’m thinking especially of school bus drivers, like daughter Beth). Such a responsibility they have!

Don’t you sometimes wonder if there is snow in Heaven? I think there must be, since some of it is so beautiful! (Besides, I think Husband is probably sitting on a shiny snowmobile up there, climbing higher and higher, the bright, white hills of Heaven.)

I know, I’m weird.

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