It’s quite true. There are three people currently in this house – one each floor – and I do believe I am the only one exhibiting any movement. On top of that there are two dogs (two separate floors) ditto with the entire moving business.
Not that I want to get all virtuous here by displaying my amazing energy – I recently woke up from a nap as well.
It seems that it’s that kind of afternoon.
Eternally grateful to Nicky for inviting us to her place for a snowshoe this morning. Even more grateful to Brent for lending Alisa his snowshoes – the party would have been slightly dampened if one of us had had to posthole all the way.
It may not have been sunny as forecast, but it was cold, the snow was sheer powder, and we had good views over the lake and back towards Ottawa Ridge in one direction and the Valhallas in the other. And so it was a good day.
We stopped briefly at the Slocan store for a few bits of food (truly – only a handbasket!) and more cider.
I have a bit of a yen to write this afternoon and if things remain as peaceful as they are, I may just do that.
And then it will be time to haul my butt into the kitchen to do something with food. I suspect I will spend all day tomorrow in the kitchen but the next day – more snowshoeing! And then – well, the track has been set on the rail trail – skiing!
I am reminded that it is Christmas – I see posts on Facebook from my friends with wishes for peace, love, joy – etc. etc. I generally do the same – post messages of peace and love.
It’s not working. We do this every year – so far – no results. Score: War 20 Peace zero.
It’s not enough to think of peace, joy and love one day a year. We have to do this 365 days. Any change we want to see in the world – it starts with me. Don’t you just hate that? Why can’t everyone else change while I stay the same? I mean – I’m as close to perfect as it gets right?
Working on my word for 2018.
What comes up is “Shine” – but I’ll give it a few more days of thought.
“Home” worked extraordinarily well for me this year – even though the results came crowding pretty close together in the last little bit. First, the theme of my first collection of short stories – home. And second, knowing at a pretty deep level where home for me is.
I think I want something more concrete than “Shine.” Maybe something like “Write!” or “Publish!” or “Success!”