I for one am happy to have fresh snow to walk in.
Listening to the wind…
The fire rages again.
The earth isn’t happy, she’s on fire after all.
I see the fires burning in my friends.
Wanting to help blow the prevailing winds another way.
” How can we help?”
The masses cry:
“What can we do?”
“Stop,” I say. “Be still. Listen.”
Listen to the wind.
Stay strong, upright.
I am stronger because of you.
Wind clears my head and spirit. A big, dust out of the closets sorta thing.
Finding my path clear.
Feel the fire.
Embrace the wind.
Be the light at the end of the tunnel. The god damn tunnel.
Hold your head high.
Fly in the wind.
Enjoy the dance, like a kite in an ocean breeze.
I never took chemistry.
My locker during a of year of high school was right across from Rogers room.
We became hallway friends, and later, bonded over chocolate and The Grateful Dead.
As it turns out, he was also friends with my husband, through different means.
For our wedding, he gifted us a 3-D view of life and living.
I like to think he and my dad are enjoying great conversations together, wherever they are…
This cat. He just walked along beside us while we hiked to a sweet little spot in Veedauwoo for a picnic.
This cat has an amazing human.
Full moon walks with his cat in an empty field near his house.
Cat camping, no leash, just him and the cat, sleeping under the stars.
This is Jenn.
Jenn is Rad.
She is patient, kind and encourages everyone she meets to be a better version of themselves.
Jenn smiles and laughs more than anyone I know.
On this day, we took her boat and put it in as many different bodies of water as possible.
Dressed as barmaids.
I am so lucky to have a great friend who lives next door.