Wind

The wind has been fierce out here in the west desert, and when it rattles and shakes I lay awake because I can't sleep through the the creak and groan of our poor little home.

Our house tries it's best to stand up straight, being pushed and whipped by this threatening movement, but try as it may, it's weakness can't stand up to the forces of nature.

This frail structure provides shelter and comfort, but it has no foundation and not much stability.  It's walls and windows are thin and wobbly and it flexes and shivers against the cold night wind.

I wanted there to be a lesson in this somewhere.  A message about sure foundations and real integrity, but I think all I am really trying to say is...I feel for my home.  I know how it feels to be weak and miserable in the cold and I think both of us are anxiously looking ahead to the warmth and renewal of spring  sunshine and warm rain.

Here's to a new season!

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Where has the sun gone?

Remember the good ol' days when spring used to come and stay for a while before summer made it's grand entrance and the sidewalks got too hot to walk on with bare feet? Remember those days?

Right now otter pops are just chillin' in the freezer waiting for a hot day so they can come out and refresh us with their sweet goodness. But, it seems the cold and snow are not going down without a fight. Just when you think they are down for the count, they throw out a limp arm and wave off the whistle.

What? No! Not again.......give up already! Geesh!

We've been waiting for a good day, so we can go out and plant our garden and do some yard work without blowing away in the process!

Hmmmm. Maybe tomorrow.