I’m dressed in layers so many,
My bag nearly empty of any,
More clothing to wear,
Wish weather were fair,
Warm sun in my thoughts for a penny!
It’s hard to say it’s fun when one’s cold.
When fingers get stiff and they don’t fold.
That time on my bike,
Is not what I like.
Yet, after I thaw-out, I’m still sold.
Looking out and watching as it rains,
Watching water swirl down outside drains.
Pointless to grumble,
Even to mumble.
Weather is described for pains or gains.
Starting out feeling NOT very brave,
Never the start point that I would crave.
One-mile-at-a-time,
On downhill or climb.
To notice the progress each mile gave.
Listening to folks who are very smart,
Who make their life choices from the heart.
The thoughts that they share,
Reveal that they care,
Considering impact from the start.
When looking at ground while it’s snowing,
It’s hard to remember the growing.
It will come to be.
That’s when I will see
Green plantings push through and get going.
A gift that can come with vacation,
Is feeling a heightened sensation,
Of what is around.
The beauty that’s found
In gently observing creation.
The ocean we viewed was quite charming,
The water was really alarming!
It ripped out the sand
From under my stand.
To stay, needed confidence-arming.
My birthday had much celebration.
Connections of all variation.
They fill up my heart,
And give me the start,
For my year of great jubilation!
For me, that question feels hard to answer.
Is that true for you as well?
This week I’ve watched & listened to
Daily interviews about “Radically Reframing Aging.”
Melt-water is running and I’m thrilled!
I’m naming this movement as “hope-filled”.
Winter end in sight,
With more hours of light.
But cold yet to come is still strong-willed.
I went to the Zoom-time assuming
No personal tie, since we’re Zooming.
Yet to my surprise,
There’s warmth in folk’s eyes.
Participants look like they’re blooming.