The end of November

Today is the last day of November. The 30th. It seems like the year has gone by so fast, and yet perilously slow as caution and quarantine take priority.

November 30 - 2020

The weather has finally turned. What was a comfortable temperature in the low to mid fifties, is now in the mid to low thirties, raining and forecasts of the first snow that will slow down traffic and cause a little havoc on the roads and highways.

For the most part, the flowerbeds have been cleaned. The hydrangea have been cut back and hostas trimmed of their wilting leaves. It is hibernation time for the plants, and feels the same within the house.

It is a curious time going into winter. Outside activities are being replaced with indoors. Daylight is dwindling still, and yet only three weeks remain before this globe of ours starts its path around the sun to a place when a minute here and there of daylight will be added to our days. I am already anxious for that.

See you on the highway.

Brent

I love your hugs

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I love your hugs, your caresses and the backrubs.
Sometimes, when we are holding each other,
I cannot tell where I end and you begin.

Brent

More Signs of Spring

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The flowers are well on their way
pushing up through the mulch.
The trees have displayed their flowers
and now leaves of green are protruding from the stems.
Bird watchers report the northern migration
and so, the Hummingbird feeder has been installed.
The magic of the hummers and their territorial dance
is just a short time away, for it is the beginning of Spring.

Be well. Stay safe. See you on the highway.

Brent

The Joy Will Come

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Early Spring and hope is essential
For we are quarantined
Trying to avoid something we cannot see.

The flowerbeds begin to change
Showing new life. Memories and photos
Reveal what will be.

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Be well. Stay safe. The joy will come.

Brent