I’m pretty reclusive, so it’s not a big thing when winter comes and the roads in our cove are snowed and/or icy and we can’t leave. Oh, but this winter in particular we have had more than our share of “can’t leaves.” And even in my reclusive nature, I am feeling just a bit of cabin fever. I miss running on the treadmill — my three times a week “guess I should get out of the cove” event (and since my ears are plugged with music, my concentration on running and then yoga, it’s still a reclusive endeavor, but one I require) — at the little city-owned gym in Waynesville. I miss walks round the ‘lake’ and higher up in our cove, where the ice and snow hinders a good walk.
Yet, I really don’t whine, despite all the winter snow and ice and sometimes bone-chilling cold (it’s near single digits this morning), because it’s all a part of the cycle. All a part of what makes the earth The Earth. And there is beauty in the seasons here – winter, too . . . as you can see from below. Now, y’all have a great day.