Monday, February 11, 2019 – Restless

Winter all but passes us by. It’s relatively cold just now, but there has been minimal snow all winter. I look at the weather, and photos friends share from places near and far, and it’s as if we are in a bubble. Strange.

In the in-between I’m prone to restlessness and melancholy. I wish for a good blast of winter to shake things up, and then an early thaw. I look at photographs taken at this time in years prior and see that both scenarios are possible.

I wrestle with staying present. I dream of gardening while I wish for fluffy snow to fall.

Meanwhile, there is this one precious day to make the most of.

Word wrangler. Photo taker. I'm here early every morning with a photo and a few simple words. Thank you for stopping by. | Nulla dies sine linea: not a day without a line. | Coram Deo: in God's presence

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