Here is another small, yet unusual site:
Do you see that dark, grainy stuff on the left and right side of the stones? That, dear reader, is grass--or what grass looks like after 5-6-7 weeks under snow. Our deer are having a field day on our east lawn as they graze, heads down, for 45 minutes or so every afternoon in the newly-exposed grass.
Also, do you see that lighter region on the wall with the windows, continuing along to the left side? That is sunlight and today, although our temperatures were quite chilling by themselves, bright, bright winter sunlight warmed our hearts something fierce after, again, how many days of grey and overcast skies!
All in all these are positive signs and with the calendar changing over to M-A-R-C-H this Saturday--I'm nearly euphoric.
Here's a long overdue reflection by Mary Oliver, on life (be it winter or summer):
On Traveling to Beautiful Places
Every day I'm still looking for God
and I'm still finding him everywhere,
in the dust, in the flowerbeds.
Certainly in the oceans,
in the islands that lay in the distance
continents of ice, countries of sand
each with its own set of creatures
and God, by whatever name.
How perfect to be aboard a ship with
maybe a hundred years still in my pocket.
But it's late, for all of us,
and in truth the only ship there is
is the ship we are all on
burning the world as we go.