welcome back...

I have had much on my mind lately but that will have to come at another time. currently I am only inspired to write about my present situation, and it is this. My front yard, as well as everywehre else has dawned a thick white coat of heavy, wet snow. Although this variety is less preferred to the fluffy light sort, it is sufficient to spark my mood. Presently, I am sitting in a coffee shop that warms the soul. It is twice as deep as it is wide and floored with worn but well loved honey colored wood floors. The walls, original 1920's era brick, run from the picture windows on the street into the depths of the room where they meet the small bakery whose ovens and smells entice the soul to sit and enjoy. I will soon begin the short walk back to my house, all along dodging the snow laden branches that hang like wet noodles over the sidewalk. I will be lucky if I arrive with dry socks but it is more than worth the mild inconvenience to behold the world around me turn bright and soft. And cold though it be outside, in some wonderful and mysterious way the soul is warmed and filled. come and experience it if you can.

thanks to anna for the funny conversation and company while writing.