and snow BIG, then I am officially done with winter. I am filled to overflowing with frosty windshields in the early, still dark mornings. I am finished with the cold wind whistling through trees that have been bare for too long. Winter weather advisories that never come to fruition and the forecasters who get my hopes up are now on my short list.
Since I love lists so much, it is time to make a new one; a warm weather one. This new and improved list will not include heavy winter coats, gloves or scarves. It won’t include three layers of clothes or multiple pairs of socks worn under fur-lined boots. It also won’t include walking home because the ice is too thick to drive in.
I was recently reminded by a friend that boating season is just around the corner. It took less than two seconds for the image of skimming across the lake with the sun hot on my skin and the wind in my face to fill my warmth starved brain. I foresee cold drinks and much laughter as we frolic in the lake. Actually, I suppose I should clarify; I foresee much laughter as THEY frolic in the lake as I’m not really box-ankled about jumping into water that I can’t see through. I’m more of a “float-on-the-top” kind of gal.
I look at my pale, winter skin and think of sunning myself like a lizard and admiring my tan lines (after the redness fades). I love the sun and, unlike many people I know, don’t mind the 90 plus temperatures of a steamy Appalachian summer. I long for the thunderstorms that come out of nowhere, bringing with them the stunning display of lightning and sky that only God can provide.
I look forward to long hikes along shaded trails and wading in the clear, cold pool at the foot of my favorite waterfall; speeding with the top down over curvy mountain roads to get there. My sister’s pool with the shimmering water and full-sized slide call to me like a siren’s song. Trips to the ocean and embracing the sunrise in the wee hours then sipping boat drinks at sunset will find their place at the top of my list.
Yes, I am officially done with winter and realize as I write this post and compose my list that I am going to need more paper. Now, if I can only get Mother Nature to cooperate, all will be well with the world and I can stop shivering.
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I haven’t left the house other than to walk to my mom’s for some sausage balls and homemade chocolate chip cookies left over from last night’s New Year’s Eve celebration. But not leaving the house on such a dreary, rainy, wonderful day doesn’t mean that I haven’t accomplished anything. I did a lot of thinking. I thought about taking my Christmas tree out today. Since it was, however, so rainy, cold and dreary outside, I decided I could handle looking at the lights for one more day. I’m going to miss that beautiful old tree when it’s gone, but nothing can go on forever and while I love the tree, I have missed the view out the window.
Besides thinking, though, I got many things in the house done. General cleaning, straightening and taking stock of my pantry. It seems that I have some baking soda, a few bottles of spices and a bag of flour. Not conducive to cooking anything of any substance. I’d like to try to get back into cooking, otherwise, I may have to break my cardinal rule and eat a hot pocket.
Besides coming to the conclusion that there is no truly edible food in my house, I’ve been getting my hiking gear oiled and cleaned, ready to get back to weekends in the mountains. I am confident that when I see the Orthopedists in a couple of weeks, he will clear me to get back to the trails and hard places that I love to go. I was complaining a few days ago about the belligerent 9-year old I had to wrestle into submission in order to obtain a flu swab, but I think he did me more good than harm. I actually believe he helped put that pesky, out-of-place bone back where it belongs. Guess I owe the brat a thank you.
I cannot even voice how much I miss nature, the mountains, the rocks and trees, the waterfalls, the arduous climbs and the smell of the earth in every season. So far, I have missed Winter completely, but lucky for me, Winter really only officially began a few days ago. I long for the bare branches of the trees as they stand sentry over a barren earth, biding their time until she blooms again, bringing forth life and a different kind of beauty. She calls to me; Mother Nature, that is. She calls to me as the light changes, shifting over the mountains, shadows forming and dissipating almost in the same moment. I long for the adventure of what I will find at the top of the next hill, around the next turn, behind the thunderous sound of water falling for hundreds of feet. I dream of standing alone with nothing but the glory of nature surrounding me and find myself nearly trembling with anticipation to get back to it.
While I have been out of commission, I have exercised at home, keeping my legs and thighs strong and ready for the hikes and climbs that I so dearly love. Yes, in a couple of weeks, I think I will be able to stop those mind-numbingly boring, in-home routines, strap on my heavy backpack without feeling like my shoulder will detach itself from my person, grab my tripod and head out with my trusty Pentax to see what I’ve missed while I’ve been gone. I wonder if my favorite places have missed me as much as I’ve missed them. I’d like to think so.
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Light. A photographer’s best friend and worst enemy at the same time. I think it is safe to say I spend much of my time chasing the light, hoping to beat it to the punch and be there waiting for it when it decides to bring out the beauty of whatever it is that I have come to see. Sometimes, though, light throws me a bone and lets me see it in ways that I wouldn’t have imagined. One of those times happened here. This shot was and continues to be one of my favorites and it was a complete surprise. I got some curious glances, but they weren’t the first and likely will not be the last. Thankfully, I never go anywhere without my camera … not even the bathroom, which is where this glorious image was found. I’m grateful for every shot, but I always feel a little like I’ve won the lottery when I get a great shot that I wasn’t expecting and didn’t have to work for.
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