The clouds are heavy to the east and less so in the west, so even though it is early morning, the light comes from the afternoon direction. My brain is doing complex calculations, somewhere in the medulla oblongata to figure out what time of day it is and keeps coming up with all the wrong answers. I finally switched it off.
No rain today and only a very slight breeze is blowing. The birds were all sitting out in the bare limbed peach tree gazing forlornly at the bird feeder full of water. I went out there to dump it out and put seed in it. I’ll bet they didn’t get much to eat yesterday with the gale winds and sheets of rain.
Speaking of which, the back yard is soggy as a saturated sponge. But I cannot complain, farther north the snow brought everything to a stand still yesterday. My parents had 20 inches of snow and no power for about 24 hours. Ah, life in the winter, it’s an adventure.
I just counted the sparrows at the bird feeder. There are 45 of them!
Word must have gotten around.
I am feeling nostalgic today.
I have been browsing through dear diary’s recently updated list and looking for familiar names that I might have missed.
It’s interesting how you all have become so much a part of my day.
We have shared so much this last year haven’t we?
You have made me laugh and cry and think.
I shake my head sometimes at how much we are all alike, and then how much we are so different. Things that would send me scuttling under the couch in fear, some of you have faced and conquered. Other things that would make me crazy, you have coped with in good humor and grace.
I am missing Billy Teabags. I could use a good look at one of his quirky entries. Is there some way we could twist his arm to start writing again? Start a DD petition?
Come back Billy Teabags!
Come Back Little Sheba.
Anybody remember that movie?
New Year’s resolutions? Hmmmm…. Let me see. To learn to be a better writer. More honest, or goofy, or playful. Haven’t decided which. Maybe all three.
Anyway, thank you all for brightening my life, and sharing my sorrows.
You made my load lighter, you really did.
Happy New Year and,
God Bless us every one. . . . .
Write on!