Soon our snow will melt away and we will trade boots and sleds for bikes and sandals. Hot tea for sweet tea.
The dog needs walking and maybe I do too. We watch the birds flit in and out of trees and notice all the fresh animal tracks.
Then back to the house for a fire, some curtain sewing, tea drinking, and snow-on-tree admiring.
Soon our scenery will change but for now I’m present here.