Winter Time
Brings Nothing to My Life.
Did I mention... Green has always been my favorite color.
Except for September & October...
Perhaps as a child, winter wasn't so bad, perhaps even fun. In drastic contrast to today. Winter is cold, damp, bone chilling, and physically the worst time of the year. Mentally and psychologically it's beyond the worst time of the year. There is no joy in winter time especially now that I'm older. I can not get outside to enjoy anything except for that momentarily awakening of cool fresh air, which is short lived after a few brief moments. You can not sit outside to enjoy anything. I completely miss the warmth of the sun which is soothing to this aging body. I miss the rejuvenating feeling of being one with nature. Life is all around you and everything is plush and green. There is no greater feeling than to going barefoot, your feet touching the earth, as the earth touches you back. The wildlife comes alive once again as if they are there for my enjoyment. The rabbits playing in the grass. The birds singing their songs from the trees. Chipmunks scurrying around in search of food. The deer that are just as curious of me as I am of them. The longer I sit still, the more I see and hear.
I can not wait for spring when everything comes alive once again. I can't wait to lay down on the soft grass and feel the coolness of the earth on my back, while watching the clouds against the blue sky. My love of spring, summer, and autumn is in direct contrast to my dislike of winter. I might goes as far as to say... I hate winter time. Surviving winter to spring is like a feast for my soul after a starving winter.
So I'm impatiently waiting for winter to end, it seems to take forever.
I can not wait for spring when everything comes alive once again. I can't wait to lay down on the soft grass and feel the coolness of the earth on my back, while watching the clouds against the blue sky. My love of spring, summer, and autumn is in direct contrast to my dislike of winter. I might goes as far as to say... I hate winter time. Surviving winter to spring is like a feast for my soul after a starving winter.
So I'm impatiently waiting for winter to end, it seems to take forever.
So here's to an early spring time...
And all it brings to life.
Nature calls to me.
Nature calls to me.
And I can't wait to answer.
Knock gently three times to summon the spirits.
In the mean time...Waiting...
Impatiently Waiting.
Did I mention... Green has always been my favorite color.
Except for September & October...
When it changes to Orange.
Strange... I've never owned a green car.
Strange... I've never owned a green car.
But once had the misfortune of buying
a new car in October... yep, it was Orange.
It was also a 1972 Ford Pinto.
Yep... Both were a mistake.
It was also a 1972 Ford Pinto.
Yep... Both were a mistake.
