I've always disliked Winter. The pattern throughout my life has been to hibernate when the days become shorter, the light becomes less light, and the cold sets in like deep fog over a harbor. My friends and family know this about me. They know that if they want to see me out at night, they better make plans during Spring, Summer or Fall. Because as sure as daylight savings time leaves and the first frost arrives, you can bet the bank (at least before so many closed) that CB would come in from work, remove the jewelry, shoes and clothes and make a mad dash for the comfort of the old housecoat or a pair of sweats.
My cousin and I discovered recently that people actually do still go out to dinner, to movies and other fun places during November, December, January and February. Since I have generally been on the sofa by 5:00 or 5:30 at the latest, covered in any number of afghans it came as quite a shock that other folks weren't living the same way. However; I have become a new woman in the last couple of years. I have gone many places during Winter and I have survived. But I must admit that I'm really happy that Spring is finally here.
Dead plants will be replaced with blooming ones, bike riders and runners will emerge on every street, dogs will be walked regularly, birds and butterflies will be plentiful, lawnmowers will be cranked, pools will be filled, boats will be serviced, and I will begin my ritual of heading to the lake or beach at every opportunity. For the next few months, my afghans will get a rest (as will the heavy robe) and I look forward to "blooming right here in Montgomery where I am planted."
My cousin and I discovered recently that people actually do still go out to dinner, to movies and other fun places during November, December, January and February. Since I have generally been on the sofa by 5:00 or 5:30 at the latest, covered in any number of afghans it came as quite a shock that other folks weren't living the same way. However; I have become a new woman in the last couple of years. I have gone many places during Winter and I have survived. But I must admit that I'm really happy that Spring is finally here.
Dead plants will be replaced with blooming ones, bike riders and runners will emerge on every street, dogs will be walked regularly, birds and butterflies will be plentiful, lawnmowers will be cranked, pools will be filled, boats will be serviced, and I will begin my ritual of heading to the lake or beach at every opportunity. For the next few months, my afghans will get a rest (as will the heavy robe) and I look forward to "blooming right here in Montgomery where I am planted."
YEA...You're up and running. I look forward to reading your "ramblings!"
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