It is December in Canada and this is what I remember as a kid! The frigid winds are high blowing snow straight across,the snow is drifted around everything,it's cold! The wind is making it colder and the snow is still coming down! The vehicles are covered and the wind is keeping the snow swirling above them. Now this is winter!

Every so often Hubby and I see things differently. Surprise there! You'd think after all these decades together that there would be some melt,some blur into one an other....but there isn't. This latest thing is over the life of one mouse. Poor little thing. Opppsss,so you know my side. LOL! I see mice as beautiful little creatures. They are so small and yet so perfect. Oh I know some of you are going eeeuuhhh, mice...but then I think they have the right to be as much as we do. This poor little mouse lost his life due to my Husband setting a trap. I know all the desease and dirt and I do know how they lay track but still! I felt so,so bad. Hubby came up out of the basement and took one look at me and said...oh for pete's sake. Since when did Pete want to murder mice?? I said. Marg,you want me to leave the trap? Yes,I do. He then informs me of damage and gross habits of mice. I think some human habits are gross and they certainly cause willful damage but we don't go around killing them. The mice have purpose and are only here because they are looking to nest for the winter and they are hungry. Have you ever looked at a mouse,we have the cute little field mice. Little rounded ears,soft brown fur on the back and creamy toned under bellies. They startle me if they dart but they are only about a quarter ounce and mean you no harm. They are food for hawks and snakes and carry grain and other seeds in the wild. This area use to be orchard,so I'm sure mice were every where. So I'm sad over the untimely death of one little mouse so shoot me!!! I have the right to feel sad if I want to and just because you see it the other way Hubby doesn't mean I have to. I mean yes, I see that they chew through things and shouldn't be in houses but then we should have a house that they can't get into. So there's my thoughts for this beautiful snowy day. Too bad it's marred by the death of an innocent little creature. What do you think about this? I'm wondering if Hubby is right(good grief,perish the thought!) .