Though the light is officially on its way back, we still have a few months of winter left. Down in the city, here in our part of the world, that usually means buckets of rain – not necessarily the kind of glittery, glorious, shiny white expanses that make my heart sing on a well spent bluebird day on the mountain. But, the past couple of days have been dry, and the mornings especially cold and frosty. We took advantage of the good weather, and spent three days inventorying the stock fields at work, finishing up today – the day before New Years Eve.
Lots of shrubs looked fantastic in their frosted glory, but the absolutely Best in Show went to our very own Oregon Grape which was hauntingly beautiful with its sugar coated edges. I figured this prickly beast could serve as a good closeout shot of a – for so many – very prickly year. As I’ve said before, I’m one of the lucky ones. But my fragile sense of wellbeing is punctured by witnessing the misfortunes of so many around me – be they friends or strangers. I’m definitely ready to turn the page on 2020.
May 2021 be a good one for all of us, with lots more sugarcoating than offered by this brutal year. I’m casting blessings, good thoughts and karma into the world, in hopes they will find someone who can benefit from them. Please add your own and pass them on. Let 2021 be the year we all sail a little higher, come hell or high water. Peace out!