Da Momma: Seasons change and so do I.

Da Momma: Seasons change and so do I.:      Frost on the grass and in the air as I breathe. Farewell to warmth and singing birds as I open my arms to the sun's longer rays...

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Seasons change and so do I.

     Frost on the grass and in the air as I breathe. Farewell to warmth and singing birds as I open my arms to the sun's longer rays, denuded trees, and shaggy horse coats. Now is the time I look forward to morning fires in the woodstove, coming back in from feeding and cleaning in a cold barn, hot coffee, and the smell of cinnamon toast and frying bacon in the kitchen. 

     Then there's the holidays. Preparation, meals, and the gleeful delight of family returning to the homestead. Skiing, sledding, riding in the snow, the greyhounds fetching snowballs. Shoveling the walkway and coming in to watch more snow pile up right where you worked.

     What is most magical is the quiet and how the landscape during a heavy snow loses all color; a dozen shades of gray and no sound except for the wind. A beauty all its own in a monochrome kind of way.

     Looking forward to it all, because change is good. That and by the time February arrives, it's time to look forward to spring again.

 

   Why do we not allow ourselves moments of tranquility once in a while? With the holidays at our doorstep, and with all the contention in society around us, I propose this: Get a relaxing CD. Find a quiet corner. Shut off all forms of outside communication and noise. Eat something with cheese attached, pour yourself a glass.
   Sit back and relish that fact that your house is probably not going to be hit by an incoming mortar. You will more than likely be eating some form of food tomorrow. The police will most likely not snatch you from your bed in the middle of the night for questioning. Your lovely daughters can be taught to read and write, and you can actually see their faces out in public.You're not cold. The grocery store has groceries. You are able to travel when you want, at least locally, and no one asks for your papers.
   Oh, the petty dilemmas of First World problems.
   While you relax and indulge in your moment of quiet, take that moment and thank Almighty God for the blessings that you possess. And to all, a good life.
  

May the judgment come!

We have a debauched government made up of cowards, perverts, cynics, crooks, and misogynists who are replete with incompetence, malice, hubris and greed. It all starts at the top with this president (who embodies all the above attributes) and descends to ALL who call themselves politicians, department heads, cabinet personnel, and czars. Villains, thieves and scoundrels all. A pox on their houses and may a merciless judgment visit upon them all.