I hear the wind howling outside and rattling the windows near my desk as I write. I shiver as I look out upon the snow that is lying on the ground and glistening from the light of the moon. I witness the trees bowing to powerful Mother Nature as she reminds them who is in control of their fragile lives. I close my eyes and let my imagination warm me. Now I see a bright sun rising over Highland Lake in May. The loons calling out to wish me a beautiful day are now just weeks away. Not long from now the humming birds will grace the window that chills my thoughts tonight. I can feel the lake thawing and Im taken to a time in the near future where a smile will illuminate my face and the laughter of friends will cause my ears to dance with the song of joy. The sounds of the floating docks creaking in the wakes of boats soothes my soul as I sit aboard the Bada Bing with my friends and wait until Fall comes again.
Posted on: Tue, 04 Mar 2014 01:41:36 +0000
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