Another cold day in South Dakota means another day of staring out the window, elbows resting on the electric heater supporting our indoor dwarf fruit trees, cursing mother nature and her blatant disregard for my developing darkening overcast eyes.
Yes, too much time inside creates a monster.
In the rebellious nature that dwells in us all, I bundle up quickly and tightly, remembering to put socks on before my boots, camera in one pocket and treats in the other, and step outside to embrace the inevitable reminder of a winter not done.
The sun burns my eyes, in the only way natural light is capable of doing. It’s ability to remove the darkness, and in its place make room for light, is a refreshing transformation from just minutes ago. In that moment the mind loses its power over me, the power to turn good into bad, positive into negative … the power it held inside.
Now, the sun has its say.
And like a good song on the radio, or a wink from your loved one in a crowded room, the sun gives way to calm simplicity and serenity …
Like watching a good man and his work that’s never done.
Or a faithful dog play in the snow, knocking you over with untamed enthusiasm, enjoying the day as it is.
Or that pesky Kitty you determined yourself not to love, but cannot help it. Even when she insists on walking in front of your feet, tripping you into a snow pile.
Who’s mysterious eyes won’t tell whether she did it on purpose …
… or just wants you to make sure she won’t be forgotten.
Yep, it’s good to be outside among friends.
And I’m believing the feelings are mutual.
As they should be … I do hold the treats in my pocket, after all.