January 24th, 2020
Oh look, we're getting close to the end of January,
and February looms invitingly,
(if you ignore the pictures of previous February storms and concentrate on SPRING,
hiding in the hills, peering down at the valley,
and making plans to visit)
This COULD be a picture of me.
It is very reminiscent of my early morning coffee,
and the musings that accompany it.
Today I went out!
Probably for the first time since Christmas.
It has been snowy, and icy,
and dangerous for ancient ladies
who rely on a cane!
And it wasn't a great adventure, either.
My son-in-law drove me to the pharmacy
where I indulged myself
with a fresh supply of Tylenol for Arthritis,
some of that magic stuff you spray
on your neck, when you can't find a
comfortable way to arrange the pillows, in bed.
How our shopping lists change with age!!!
No lipstick, or eye shadow
or fancy soaps!!!
I did buy some shampoo
but only the old familiar Dove!
For Christmas I was given a beautiful bottle
of liquid soap,
daringly scented and in such a sweet container,
but I haven't yet run into the occasion
when I would be tempted to use it.
If the messy snow and water and ice
I plan to get my outdoor walker out of the garden shed
and make a little foray
around the garden
to see if by some miracle the daffodils
are poking through the tips of their lovely green shards.
In the morning I think I might go and inspect
the bucket of bulbs from last year
and see if there are some I can plant in the south window.
My amaryllis bloomed
(I think I posted a picture of it somewhere)
These blooms have withered and faded
but I see there is a small swelling and a tiny shoot
that maybe promises
When February arrives I am going to hang
my Spring Sign on the fence,
and hope that it serves as a Welcome!!!