The calendar says it’s spring.
But here in Wyoming
what does that even mean?
Continue readingThere are a couple of trees up the street from where I live. Every spring they blossom with white flowers. In the fall, the leaves turn red. The colors of the seasons are eye-catching but what really gets me is the spring scent. The only fair comparison is it has to be what heaven smells like.
Continue readingI am not a winter person. There is nothing I really enjoy about the season. From the bitter coldness to the short days I am not a fan of any of it. I am much more a summer person. From the heat to the longer days I am pretty much a fan. Here is something I realized this past winter though. Winter is actually the season of light while summer actually is the season of darkness.
Continue readingAt least January is winding down. Now to get through that mean little February.
Today –
Two opposing forces are equal. The battle between light and dark breaks even.
Today –
I can breathe. The suffocating bleakness has lifted.