WAITING ON THE SUN
That’s what I’ve doing this rainy and cold week.
I try to remember that winter is the recharge time for the entire Savannah River watershed and therefore accept all this rain and cold with a sense of grace born of understanding, but I can only take it for so long. Lots of my neighbors have headed south for Florida, and I don’t blame them a bit. There’s fewer snakes and alligators there this time of year, for one thing. But the sun is out this fine Saturday, as it is predicted to be tomorrow, so I reckon I’ll stay a while longer. After all, the loons think this is far enough south. I think I’ll take a long walk with Mica, who simply does not take no for an answer, and a row towards the end of the day, maybe finding a nice raft of loons to join. That sounds like a fine way to spend the day, doesn’t it, on this battered yet beautiful earth. ~B