Snow and Shoveling and a Story

Sunday, March 24, 2024

We're finally getting a little snow in what has been a mostly snow deprived season.  

                         

We're supposed to get a lot and it's a wet and heavy snow so I'm trying to keep up with it. Lit up a Romeo y Julieta and got started. 

I asked Bing to write a story about a man smoking a cigar and shoveling snow. This was the result:

"As the man shovels the freshly fallen snow, the chill in the air is temperd bby the warmth of the cigar perched between his lips. The taast is rich and full-boddied, a complex blend of earthiness with hints off spice that seems to defy the simplicity of the winter landscape around him. Each draw from the cigar offers a momentary escape, a sensory journey that contrasts the monotonous task of clearing the driveway."

"The man finds joy in this juxtaposition: the manual labor of shoveling paired with the indulgent flavor of the cigar. It's a ritual that grounds him, connecting the act of work with the pleasure of leisure. The cigar's taste is more than just tobacco - it's a reminder of past winters, of moments taken for himself amidst the hustle of daily life. It's a flavor that speaks of resilience and contentment, a small rebellion against the cold. "

"He enjoys the cigar so much because it represents a stolen moment of peace. With every puff, he's reminded that even the most mundane tasks can be infused with a bit of luxury. The smoke curls in the frigid air, a visible testament to the warmth and satisfaction he feels within."

Not bad. More than I could've ever come up with.