I hope you find time to give your love ones a little more cuddling tonight. My sweetie is many thousands of miles away from me, far away from any cuddling I can give, but it is good to remember that other people love you....everyday of the year. Thanks to my friends for reminding me that I am never truly alone.
We received probably around nine inches of snow here at the house on Wednesday night. My neighbor and I officially declared a snow day on Thursday and spent the entire day shoveling our very long, shared driveway. I went back out today to finish where we left off (we cleared most of it, so we could at least get out to work yesterday) and I have decided that hours of hard shoveling is excellent therapy for the winter blues. The other help for my blues is the temperature rising above zero and the sun reaching a higher point in the sky, perfect for playing with my camera and sitting beneath trees heavy with snow.
If you haven't guessed, I'm thinking about getting rid of this blog all together. I haven't had much to say and I'm not sure when I will feel like it. In the meantime I will continue posting photos to flickr and possibly here as well. Only time will tell....
Happy New Year friends. I hope 2008 brings us all peace and happiness. Although this poem refers to spring, I always think of it this time of year when I am ready to burn it all down and start fresh. See you all in the new year.
A Purification
At the start of spring I open a trench
In the ground. I put into it
The winter's accumulation of paper,
Pages I do not want to read
Again, useless words, fragments,
Errors. And I put into it
The contents of the outhouse:
Light of the sun, growth of the ground,
Finished with one of their journeys.
To the sky, to the wind, then,
And to the faithful trees, I confess
My sins: that I have not been happy
Enough, considering my good luck;
Have listened to too much noise;
Have been inattentive to wonders;
Have lusted after praise.
And then upon the gathered refuse
Of mind and body, I close the trench.
Folding shut against the dark,
The deathless earth. Beneath that seal
The old escapes into the new.
Wendell Berry. Collected Poems. 1987.
I haven't had much to say lately. It has been dark here and though we have turned the corner toward more light now (45 more seconds today) it is hard to feel super positive when your boyfriend is off to adventure in the tropics until March, and you are alone....yet again. So, until I manage to get myself into a more positive frame of mind I will likely only be sharing photos here for a bit. Happy Holidays to you all.
the sky at noon today.
November was hard on me this year. It is the beginning of the darkest time of the year and it has been difficult to get out of bed, or motivate to do anything outside. We have hardly any snow, so skiing conditions have not been good, or really even possible in places. I'm not sure what the deal is, but November hit me hard this year. I am hoping that December can be a turning point for me, that I can pull myself up and change my perspective. I needed a little change of view tonight, so we went up high. The sunsets have been fantastic recently, it helps that they last nearly all day, so we drove up for the best view and it was worth the cold and wind.
