Reprieve
There is no evidence of the snow that totally covered our landscape on Thursday morning.
Today, I hear the sound of some homeowners that took the message of this first snowfall being a test . . . “Are you ready?”
I am not sure what Dennis thinks about as he whiles away the hours in his patio porch. His dime, his time.
As I sit in my bedroom porch facing south, the sun has amazing powers as it flirts with the clouds.
What I am truly amazed by is that this year is almost over and I have had my 80th birthday. It has nothing to do with getting older. It is all about striking out for new adventures while being in our teeny tiny home. Oh my . . . so many choices to try my hand at, a big thanks goes out to YouTube. Needing to have some retail therapy, I think twice. The stores I have liked to frequent in the past are laid out to compare to the size of football fields. With some thought of what is needed, Amazon never disappoints. Life is still a blast. The times past of going to parties, picnics . . . even putting on picnics make for good memories. It is now easier to keep the pantry stocked so we can enjoy our meals at home. Our days of traveling beyond Minnesota are over. It is, after all, “the same church, just a different pew. ”
I do not lament about my life. I have played so many roles in my 80 years. Now I have evolved to my true being. I am an introvert and have always been. Taking the parts in life that I have played, some proving to have paid a high price for, has allowed me to sit here in my bedroom porch, facing south with just me and the flirty sun.
With that I will take my leave. ♥