Why is Christmas Special?

Last week, while teaching one my early childhood music classes one of my five-year olds turned to me and said, “Do you want to know why I love Christmas so much!?” I expected him to talk about presents or this “elf on a shelf” or something to that effect, but he followed up with, “Because we always go to Colorado to see my grandma and also because there’s snow there!” Another boy chimed in, “Want to know why Christmas is the best time of year? Because you get to be with all the family you don’t see a lot!”

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The Wind Must Be So Lonely

Restless wind

Shivers through trees,

Knocks on shuttered windows,

Begs for attention.

 

What does it cry out for

With no voice of its own?

It finds objects to imitate a scream,

Rustles pleas that soothe or bite.

 

Is it solitude that drives the madness?

Thrashing movements, flurried air.

Maybe it cries for a companion,

Sighing when there is no answer.

 

Separated by misunderstandings,

No sound, no sight to create.

Only able to force others

To howl and tremble.

 

The wind must be so lonely.

Nebraska to Utah

From my last post I left off in Omaha, Nebraska. We took an extra stop in Parowan, Utah and in between we stayed in Boulder, Colorado. Here are some pictures from our adventures!

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Hotel View in Omaha

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Somewhat sketchy gas station in Nebraska

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Apartments we stayed in Boulder

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Redford and Kate, our Boulder companions (Ben’s cousin’s dogs)

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Random haunted house in Boulder (surrounded by businesses)

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Colorado

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Driving through Colorado was beautiful!

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View area in Utah

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Also at the view point, I just thought this was cool

Today we are heading to Las Vegas where we will spend a few days with Kevin’s parents until our final destination in California. Hopefully I’ll have some more adventures and pictures to share!

Goodbyes with Family & Friends and Beginnings Born from Ends

I meant to publish this post four days ago, the day before I left for California. As I was going through all my family and friends and visiting one last time the title for this post popped in my head. Instead of beginnings from ends I first though of “nights we don’t want to end” because indeed, each of my goodbyes I drew out for hours. Awkwardly standing around saying “alright” about 50 times before finally heading out the door. There were tears, there were embraces that shook from the power of our sobs, but there was always laughter and the reassurance, “See you later.”

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A Weekend in Norfolk

I grew up in the very small town of Norfolk, CT. It seems fitting that the week before I leave this place I’ve considered home for 24 years, the town puts on a celebration of its rich history. The weekend was packed with activities, music, and exhibits showcasing the way this small town has developed over the years. And by that I refer to what I always tell newcomers, “Norfolk is a town untouched by time.”

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Night

There is something exciting about the night. Light abandons life to hide with shadows that once danced fearlessly about on winged toes, softly grazing the quiet grass. Mystery absorbs the scene, stealing away fact stored deep inside the brain. This is the time thought provokes your heart and you dream of things unattainable in the common daylight. The sun retires to another region, no longer protecting your sense of security. All at once it’s a dog-eat-dog world, and everyone is thrust wildly into battle, a lone soldier. Crazy ideas spit at your mind tempting fear to seize control. The result of this: a body locked in terror, frozen without the hope of resilient youth springing into action. The taste of wild melts into cautious mouths, releasing a flow of once careful words. Nothing matters as it did before. In this black cloak of eternity freedom reigns.

I’m Back!

After about a month of no computer to use, my new laptop has finally arrived! I know a huge part of the blogging community is interacting with other bloggers and I have been lacking, to say the least, in that department. Now that I have a laptop and don’t have to stare at my tiny phone screen I hope to catch up with my favorite blogs and hopefully find some great new ones to explore! This is a short post for now because I’m still setting my new computer up, but I have a lot to catch up on in terms of some new pieces I’ve written AND the fact that I’ll be driving across the country in just 10 days and I hope to blog about my adventures and share lots of pictures of that journey!!

It’s good to be back!!!!!

Computer Trouble!

I haven’t been using WordPress much because my computer keeps crashing and it’s hard to use the phone app to make posts and manage my blog. It’s not even two years old, but the screen keeps turning black on me after just a few minutes. I bought a new cable for my monitor and restored the computer back to factory settings. It worked for maybe a day and then I updated my graphics driver and it changed my screen resolution and continued to crash…. Anyone have any idea what’s wrong?!?

Anyway, I know I’ve had some crazy life stuff happening and some of the comments I received have made me think my readers are concerned…well I am okay!!! Just my computer is not. 😦

Seriously, if you have any guesses as to what’s wrong let me know!

And here are some pictures of my kitties being almost friends because why not. 🙂

Dusk Walk

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The sky creaks as if it were a warning, the way a door’s hinges cry out for lack of oil. Clouds bulge and darken, whispering threats of their intent to burst. Slowly, the graying masses enfold the fading sun, suffocating the last glimpse of light. Silence submerges still air as the earth inhales and pauses. Time stops for a second, and then, as if it were rushing to resume its natural pace, races forward with the exhale. Water consumes the focus, blurring vision and soaking all not under cover in a coat of slick moisture. Droplets pelt the ground with the small pattering of tiny footsteps. Wind picks up speed, whipping the rain in a frenzy of directions. Whirlwinds of wetness strike at anything tangible. Then, slowly, the storm abates and realization is reached. Simply an evening shower. Bad weather must always pass.

sunset after storm