Do you ever do this?
Do you ever have to face a trying situation and look forward to a day ahead when you know that situation will be over? I’ve been doing that for three months now.
Autumn’s been rather demanding and surprisingly malicious.
In all I’ve had to deal with so much that my favorite season came and went without me noticing much of its charm and I chose Dec 1st to look forward to as the date when everything would be over.
I left Vancouver for England on Nov 30th in the evening and landed midday Dec 1st.
Now it seems that I lost Dec 1st, or at least a great big part of it, because I chased the sun for ten hours, but that’s just fine.
And here is my reward. A moment of absolute peace on the footpath.
The fields are flooded and there’s no way I have the energy and I’m not wearing my wellies so a walk out to the river today is too much work.
But today finds my pink and rosy heart mended a bit. Warmed by the fleece caught on the briars.
Warmed by the red glow of the black bryony climbed thru the hedgerow.
Warm even in on this icy December day.