Walking in winter

After a leisurely lunch out today, Tom wanted to drive up the mountain and take a walk. I was dragging. Tired and a little queasy. It was cold; I didn’t have my hat and scarf with me.

But we went.

I struggled on the uphill walk, my jacket draped over my head. The wind picked up and I leaned against Tom, breathing the fresh air.

Then we rounded a corner, and the winter light stopped us. So much beauty.winter trees

We stopped to bask in the glow of moss,

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and the purples and reds of the berry bushes.

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Winter illuminates in a way that the other seasons don’t. The low angle of the sun, the cold air, the empty tree limbs, all create frames for each savored snippet of green.

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Because we are moving more slowly in winter, if we lift our heads even a little we see more beauty.

winter sky

We notice the moss and the clouds.

I dread winter and today I don’t like this one. My brain is only moving at winter speed. My body is repaired but lingers in this phase of healing.

Today’s penny is a 2015. The year is seared into my brain, forcing me to see winter’s beauty.

2015 for Jan 16

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