Winds of Change…

The clouds are in a hurry this morning…bustling across the still darkened sky…headed…East…I believe…although I’m not exactly sure where they are going…or why they are in such a hurry…or even why they are moving…I really liked them just the way they were yesterday…white…wispy…meandering…

Bertha…laughs…and says they remind her of my life…and…of how I tend to resist…movement…because it is wrapped in a mantle called…change…

I smile…she’s right…I do resist change…probably because I can’t see where it’s going…and…don’t understand why it’s in such a hurry…but…I know…she’s calling me towards…movement…today…and…although I am not sure what that is going to look like…she says…don’t worry…all I have to do…is follow the wind…

Jane

Savored Moments…

 

Yesterday…I drove to work…in a Winter Wonderland…oh…there was no snow…but…the frost was so heavy…that the evergreens were as white as flocked Christmas trees…

As beautiful as that was…the interesting thing was…the fog…they called it…a freezing fog…which I suppose was responsible for the heavy-duty frosting…I’m not exactly sure of the phenomenon that brought it all about…being as I’m not a…meteorologist…and…I haven’t played one on TV…I just know…it was beautiful…it was eerie…it was quiet…it was peaceful…it was cold

It took several hours for that…frosty fog…or…foggy frost…to burn away…but…when it did…it was a delightfully sunny day…warm…even…and I so appreciated the sunshine…

Bertha…said…it reminds her of life…mine in particular…that things are always changing…and…although…I can’t hold on to life…any more than the frost could hold on once the sun came out…that…I can savor the moments as they come…and…then…savor the ones that take their place…

Savoring…

Jane