
The wind is howling outside my window -- a south-east wind that's been blowing since yesterday. There's still plenty of snow on the ground, but it's the end of March -- and the promise of spring makes me indifferent to that. Besides, I like snow, although I admit in its current state it reminds me of a rose well past its bloom -- with brightness gone and shrivelling around the darkening edges.
I should be working on a story, or doing something constructive ... or, at the very least, performing some mundane task. (A relatively simple but accurate layout of my priorities!) Instead, I've decided to come here and make a little nest, a home for my thoughts, a place to record what matters. To me.
For today, this seems enough. A beginning - a toe dipped in the water. A journey with destinations unknown.
I'm very glad you've stopped by.
Valerie
2 comments:
Hey Valerie!
Lovely to see you in the blogosphere!
Thank you, Marsha! It feels like the fogosphere right now, but I'm sure I'll learn to navigate before too long.
: ) Valerie
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