I have these pictures I have taken that are just crying to be shared. Not because they’re works of art but because they are my world, and my world seems to think your world might like to play. And I have these words that are just crying to be spewed forth. Not words of wisdom, or insight or anything like that, you know. Just words, waiting their turn to be strung into sentences.
I was thinking this morning of some things I think are really unfair. Like how, the last day of February, we wake up to inches of snow. C’mon now! Tomorrow will be March. March is the month spring arrives. Yes, I know, this winter has had many days that seem a bit like spring, but we all knew that wasn’t real. I’m ready for real spring. Not real winter.
Like how, when I finally get that bird in my viewfinder, when I’m finally ready to click, he leaves. Unceremoniously, just like that, he leaves! I’m offering him a chance at fame, and what does he do? Show gratitude? No, not at all. He leaves!
I guess those unfair things really are not so bad. Winter will go. Eventually. Maybe. If we’re lucky. The birds will come back. I may not get the perfect picture, but I will get something. Enough to be a memory.
The snow will snow, the wind will blow, but I have inside in which to huddle. I have a warm inside, with food, lots of food because we shopped before the snow came. Food, because I am fortunate enough to live where food is plentiful. Fortunate enough to have a warm house.
But you know – it’s still not fair that I sit here the last day of February and more snow is falling. It’s not fair because I’ve already shoveled porches and decks (the little ones) and steps. It’s really not fair that Mother Nature does not like me. I only speak poorly of her when she’s listening. I don’t talk behind her back. Isn’t honesty worth something? It should be!
Now a couple more pictures from this morning, then I shall go. Oh yes, it is this morning here, but this will not post until it is tomorrow morning here, so when you see this and read this, the pictures will have been taken yesterday, or the day before. You know what I’m saying, right? I am in the present, but it will be the past.
You’re ready for me to just shut up and go now, right? Okay, okay. Here are the last two photos for this round.