Pristine white, quiet, crisp and cold, the stillness of a winter’s storm brings solitude and a restful sleep. But soon that slumber will be interrupted by the warmth of the sun and the emergence of tiny green shoots giving birth to spring. I can hardly wait to dig in the dirt, run barefoot through the garden and display freshly cut flowers on my table. I love the business of birds gathering twigs for their nest. I can’t wait to see something other than white outside my window. I want to feel warmth of the morning sun on my face, go for a walk, shed protective layers of wool and forgo the zippers that shield me from the cold.
I remind myself daily that it won’t be long before there are flowers just beyound my door and an afternoon outside will bring sweat to my brow. I’m eagerly waiting…
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The softness of a delicate blossom, the sight of newly emerged shoots in a most vibrant shade of green makes the long wait worth while.
I hope you shared a beautiful holiday with the ones you love. I’m still here, navigating my way through a sea of holiday festivities, putting in over time at the store and feeling a bit tired. I can’t believe a new year is just around the corner. This time of year is a bit melancholy for me but also a little magical. It’s that in-between state-the party is over but a new adventure is about to begin. I’m never quite sure how I feel about it. I don’t usaully do the big noisy hoopla for NewYears. I prefer to usher in the day in a little quieter more intimate setting with time to think and hope for a special year. We have a long winter ahead and although I despise the weather, I do welcome the quiet solitude that allows me to go deep with thoughts which sometimes end up as words on paper. I’m never quite sure how I feel about the passing of another year and the anticipation of the new. Maybe it’s because I’ve had far too many cookies and my brain is still coming down from a sugar high or perhaps it’s the shear exhaustion of the holiday hype which ends in a mess of wrapping paper and dirty dishes. No matter the reason or all the details, 2010 is on its way and I’m hoping for something spectacular.
What are your thoughts about the New Year and how will you celebrate? Tell me about your holiday and share your hopes and ideas for a New Year.
Not a rumble, nor a roar,
Just a whisper
So soft, so simple
I’m sipping my morning coffee in a cozy chair beneath the leafy greens. I love the way the morning light softly slips through the leaves, I feel hidden and protected. The wind outside is blowing and the air is an uncomfortable 30 degrees but my world inside is safe and warm.
A few weeks ago I talked about my book “A Sea of Whispers” and promised to tell you more very soon. Well, I haven’t forgotten but I’m waiting until after the Holidays. It’s a secret that will be presented to Mr. Java and a few other family members over Christmas, so you see I can’t do a full reveal just yet. Can you believe I kept a secret? Me neither!
A snow storm is forecasted for today and I’m not so sure I’m ready but I guess it doesn’t much matter if I’m ready or not. It will come ready or not and you can bet that I will be tucked away someplace warm and snuggly. Perhaps I’ll sit in front of the fireplace, while a toasty flame warms my toes, surrounded by windows and watch the world around me turn a crisp, clean shade of white. Perhaps the snow will not come at all and I will venture out to the store or meet my sister for lunch. Yeah that sounds about right. It’s her birthday and she lives almost 2 hours away. Hmmmm, a birthday lunch sounds like the perfect excuse for a road trip 🙂
Better grab my snow boots and where did I put that car scraper?
It’s quickly approaching the time of year when our thoughts turn inward. It’s time to cozy up our homes with a warm blanket or a new set of flannel sheets. Freshly baked pumpkin muffins and a hot cup of tea comes to mind as the perfect afternoon snack. I am not a fan of winter but I do enjoy cozy thoughts, like a big bowl of homemade soup, (wide egg noodles, chicken stock, roaster chicken, chanterelle mushrooms, fresh herbs and lots of garlic) a cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream, or a pair of fuzzy slippers and a thick fury blanket.
I’ve begun the process of cozying up my home with a few softly scented candles and a new fofur sofa throw. I’m currently on the hunt for the perfect pair of cozy slippers and a new pair of woolen mittens. The long dark winter of cold and incarceration makes me feel as though I’m being punished, which initiates the sense of entitlement that forces me to treat myself to a few comforts along the way. I have yet to make it through a holiday shopping season without buying myself a new pair of warm pj’s and a fresh set of flannel sheets. The notion that finding the perfect pair of boots and a few other toasty accessories will somehow make the winter a little more tolerable has been debunked but that doesn’t stop me from trying it again and again. So I’m gearing up for the up-coming months of hibernation but I’m trying to enter this season with fresh eyes and an upbeat attitude. A few months of cozy incarceration never killed anybody, right? If you said right, then I have to ask- how well do you know Junie? Cabin fever here I come!!!