Still Here....

So here it is. January...2019. Crazy. Where DOES the time go.

I'm Still Standing

Still here....still standing. It's been a long and difficult 12+ months. Lots has happened, not all of which I want to talk about. I hope you are still there, still standing, and still hanging in there with me.

Storm

What is it about a good thunderstorm that speaks to my soul? Is it the brilliant flashes of light dancing in the sky? Is it the rumble of the thunder resonating off the mountains and growling across the valley? The sweet smell of the rain that normally accompanies said storms? Perhaps the haunting sound of the coyotes...? Whatever that undefinable quality is that tugs at my very core.........I like it. Always have......always will.

Yep, yep, yep......

I suppose that after two weeks of being well below zero, and having air so thick with crud that you could chew it, that I should be grateful for the 20's and 30's we've had over the weekend, along with the snowstorm to clean up the air. And I am. I am merely thinking that winter and I have spent enough time together this year. That I've enjoyed all the wonders of snowfall, cold, ice and a monotone landscape. That it's time for winter to head out for warmer climates and share the love, leaving room for spring to move in, set up camp and stay awhile. As Al on "Happy Days" was so fond of saying.......yeeeep, yep, yep, yep.