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Random Thoughts for the Day:
The weather literally changed course overnight. Where it seems like yesterday morning was still brown and burnt reds and purples; plump ripe fruit on glowing trees of flame and leaves crunching underfoot in time with birdsong, today was all still gray and silent white. Cold winds whipping flurries around my face, settling in my eyelashes and on my hair and resting in soft cold piles on my coat as I walked. I always lament the passing of Harvest and wild colors and cider with fresh donuts and hayrides.
My mind was in turmoil all day, up until a few moments ago, when I cracked the balcony door to light up a cigarette. I noticed when we got home that my back door, still uncovered, is a perfect picture of winter and Christmas, without my having to decorate a thing, and, for the moment, that pleases me greatly. There is at least six inches of snow piled high on the railing, and I've lost my ashtray. I bitterly hate the bite of the cold season, but when I cracked that door, all was still and silent, with the snow falling in whiteblack clusters through the dark gray sky. For now the wind is resting, and when it does stir up, mini avalanches cascade off the boughs of the evergreens right behind our building. It was so pretty, and my inner sense of peaceful contentment came rushing back with a warm glow that keeps the chills at bay.
I'm going to be positive about this winter, I hope.
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I love songs that give me goosebumps. Guttural sound of Swedish speaking Finnish trolls, playing sweet melodies on accordions cuts through the fog in my mind, trickling down through my nervous system and leaving thousands of tiny physical reminders that I love music down to the core of my being. :)
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Work is still the same. I enjoy the routine, and the feeling of purpose and productivity, but the days are still as long, and leave me just as tired. Nate's already asleep, and I'll be joining him when I'm finished here.
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Today was my mother's birthday. She took the girls out to Red Robin to celebrate, and claims her boyfriend is sculpting something for her. o_O I really wanted to chat with her longer, but she was too distracted to stay on the phone. I still haven't mailed her birthday card out, either. - -'
It was also Kaylynn's (or Wymarc's) 20th today.
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For now I think I'm going to steal another glance at the gray still surroundings in my backyard, and then probably fall asleep. :) Tomorrow, if I remember to do it, I'm going to hook up my scanner. I have goodies to display! (Downtime+Boredom+Paper and Pen=Oodles of Doodles)
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Speaking of which, I may get back into cartooning. Maybe.
Good night.
The weather literally changed course overnight. Where it seems like yesterday morning was still brown and burnt reds and purples; plump ripe fruit on glowing trees of flame and leaves crunching underfoot in time with birdsong, today was all still gray and silent white. Cold winds whipping flurries around my face, settling in my eyelashes and on my hair and resting in soft cold piles on my coat as I walked. I always lament the passing of Harvest and wild colors and cider with fresh donuts and hayrides.
My mind was in turmoil all day, up until a few moments ago, when I cracked the balcony door to light up a cigarette. I noticed when we got home that my back door, still uncovered, is a perfect picture of winter and Christmas, without my having to decorate a thing, and, for the moment, that pleases me greatly. There is at least six inches of snow piled high on the railing, and I've lost my ashtray. I bitterly hate the bite of the cold season, but when I cracked that door, all was still and silent, with the snow falling in whiteblack clusters through the dark gray sky. For now the wind is resting, and when it does stir up, mini avalanches cascade off the boughs of the evergreens right behind our building. It was so pretty, and my inner sense of peaceful contentment came rushing back with a warm glow that keeps the chills at bay.
I'm going to be positive about this winter, I hope.
*****
I love songs that give me goosebumps. Guttural sound of Swedish speaking Finnish trolls, playing sweet melodies on accordions cuts through the fog in my mind, trickling down through my nervous system and leaving thousands of tiny physical reminders that I love music down to the core of my being. :)
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Work is still the same. I enjoy the routine, and the feeling of purpose and productivity, but the days are still as long, and leave me just as tired. Nate's already asleep, and I'll be joining him when I'm finished here.
*****
Today was my mother's birthday. She took the girls out to Red Robin to celebrate, and claims her boyfriend is sculpting something for her. o_O I really wanted to chat with her longer, but she was too distracted to stay on the phone. I still haven't mailed her birthday card out, either. - -'
It was also Kaylynn's (or Wymarc's) 20th today.
*****
For now I think I'm going to steal another glance at the gray still surroundings in my backyard, and then probably fall asleep. :) Tomorrow, if I remember to do it, I'm going to hook up my scanner. I have goodies to display! (Downtime+Boredom+Paper and Pen=Oodles of Doodles)
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Speaking of which, I may get back into cartooning. Maybe.
Good night.