It’s cold here and snowing, and our county officials are urging us to stay home until Winter Storm Pandora passes us by.
- Our birds are really hungry and show up en mass to attack the feeder on the deck. I wind up scattering seeds on the railings too, and bread crumbs. All manner of seemingly desperate avian visitors arrive and Bill and I consider them friends. They add life and even joy to a wintry world where nothing else seems to move but the wind.
- This is the only time since we lost our dog, Rozie, that I am grateful we have no pets. It has been so cold and the snow pack lingers, so a walk with a dog would be painful for both of us. On the other hand if a dog (or cat) wandered to my door right now, well, yes, we would have a newly adopted pet. And wouldn’t adding another warm sweet friend to the family be a wonderful thing?
- Our neighbor lost her old horse this week. We think he died of a heart attack right in his stall. There was no evidence of thrashing or pain. He just went. And our neighbor lost a friend.
- The gravel road to our house has been plowed, thanks to a very devoted, dedicated friend/neighbor who has a large tractor. He began his work at 11 PM the first night the snow fell and then was up again at 5 AM for another round, and again later in the afternoon. Thank you Pete!
- This week there was one travel-right day between storms and warnings when friends in town invited us to dinner. There is something bright and beautiful about meeting to share a meal and trade lovely stories and lots of laughter – especially on a frosty, shivery cold evening.
Writing away about random ramblings this week, it dawned on me there emerged an obvious theme – the importance of friends.
I have featured it before but there is a plaque on my kitchen wall that says it clearly and says it all:
“Lots of things in life are junk
Troubles never end,
But there’s something never palls,
A really truly friend.”
~Author Unknown