Some months can be so easily forgotten. February brought with it enough change that I can't see how that might occur. The quick loss of my grandmother and an unexpected professional success that continues to bring change and ideas and so much to consider and march forth with. Both are new, embracing a change and knowing that little will be how it was before. Yet there was, and continues to be, so much good, when love and peace surround loss and new opportunities arise.
Bitter cold was paired with these changes, the type that arrives every year, but seldom for such a long period of time. Recently, Mount Washington, a mountain an hour north of my home recorded the second lowest temperature anywhere on earth for the day. But there was so much sunshine throughout, empty skies at night full of bright lights beyond earth and mornings accompanied by a warm glow. The sunshine was familiar, a reminder that love and warmth is never far, in endings and beginnings.
A horse living nearby appeared to escape one day.
Horse vs. bus (Horse was safely escorted back home soon after).
My ball game has had to wait.
The risk of scurvey has too.
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