Water glittering like silver and gold

It is Sunday beautiful bright sunny morning with 2 C, not below zero, 
enough to celebrate for we Canadians. My eldest grandson is here from 
London Ontario. He has one week off from his Uni. I am planning to 
make pancakes for him, his favorite.

I am done with my laundry. I did that yesterday. It is 9.15, I am done 
with my breakfast, now enjoying my time in the TV lounge with my son. 
Everyone else sleeping. News channel is on. I am not much interested 
in that.

I am enjoying the scenic view of my back garden. Sun is there to give a 
glitter to the snow around. Black Squirrel is always there for me to make 
my day. He is busy with his workouts on the wooden fence, his favorite Gym.

I miss my friend, the White Butterfly. She must be visiting her family 
and friends at South of the Border. My youngest grandson, the Slurpee Boy 
just awake. I am going to my kitchen to make pancakes for him, for my 
eldest one and for others. They all like to have in breakfast.

I is 10.30, I am done with making pancakes. Making strawberry shakes 
for my son and for them. Bananas are slightly green, won't taste good for 
shake so I switched to Strawberries shake for my son and for myself. 
The Slurpee Boy doesn't like that. I am making hot chocolate for him.

Believe me, spreading happiness is a powerful tool, not only to get 
happiness for our own self. It boosts our self esteem, our inner power, 
to move on, to face our day and to tackle the challenges ahead.

It changes our personality, to look the existing scenario from a different 
perspective. Things start giving a positive outlook. We start feeling that 
we are still in the Rink, capable of doing things in the direction, to make 
a positive change in other people lives. 

Spreading happiness is a powerful phenomenon for others and also for 
our own self. We don't have to take it for granted, we have to put effort 
to fulfill this sacred task. I take it like a moral obligation, an assignment 
from God Almighty. I believe it as the fundamental purpose of the 
creation of we Humans.

It is 11.45, I am done with my kitchen duty, now time to enjoy my pwn self.
My son is going to lakes, I will go with him. It is 12.15, I am at Petticoat 
Creek. It is beautiful here, water looks great, glittering like silver and gold, 
playing music to entertain the people around.

People are busy walking their dogs. On the other side, at the big frozen 
portion of the lake, I can see small tents for the people to do ice fishing. 
Some playing hockey, some busy with ice skating. Such an atmosphere 
to behold, to enjoy, to cherish.

It is cold and chilly, I stayed there and walked for a while. It is 12.15, my 
son going home. He will drop me at Tim Horton. This is my second home. 
I will  enjoy my time alone, my coffee and will write my Blog.

I take library as my office, my work place, not my second home. When 
we are retired, we have to trick ourselves, to keep us motivated, to make
us believe that there is still some purpose of our life.

I believe the purpose of our lives, is to be happy and to spread happiness.
It is 2.15, weather looks great, 2 C below zero. I am done here with my
coffee and with writing my Blog. I will walk home, ask my son to take day 
off and not to pick me up. I will enjoy my walk.