Winter solstice

I am always asked how I ended up in the great white north whenever someone recognizes that my accent is from the south.  I have been out of east Texas for over 17 years, yet I am still astonished when someone hears my accent.  I had thought it was gone.  Yes, I do still say things such as, "Y'all and fixin'" but I thought it was in a plain voice.  

I ended up here in New England because I love the snow.  Yes, I am crazy, but the sight of snow falling is one of which I never tire.  I can get lost in sitting and looking out the window to see flakes falling oh so gently to the ground.  

   
I have always had this fantasy about sitting in a glass gazebo in a hot tub watching a snowstorm outside.  I do not know what it is, but being in the midst of snow falling is one of the things that brings me peace.  One of the most beautiful sights I can remember was riding a snowmobile through the woods at midnight and seeing the snow glistening in the headlight.  It was as if I were surrounded by millions of diamonds.  Seeing the trees laden with snow after a heavy snowfall fills me with wonder.  As a part of my attempt to lose weight, I would love to learn to snowshoe through the woods.

 I leave you with my tries at composing a haiku:

Silent wonderment

Snow is falling gently down

Winter landscaping

   

Most definitely a rant...enter at your own risk

I am reading this morning and I keep seeing articles trying to guess the shooter’s motive.  Who gives a shit?  I don‘t, I could care less what lead this sick, psycho to gun down 28 people in cold-blood.  This asshole pointed a 9mm at these people and pulled the trigger without saying a word.  He blew his mother’s face off before he did it.  Do NOT try to tell me there was a good motive for this.  He deserved his death, just not the one he gave himself.  I know this may not be a popular comment and I do not care who likes it.  I think he deserves to be strung up with coarse twine pulled slowly through the palms of his hands, hung in the desert, covered with honey, and left to any creature that wants him.  No food, no water, no shade.  If luck were on our side, there would be a nest of fire ants, scorpions and brown recluse spiders nearby that can have their way with him. 

Brightest blessings in this dark time.