Three holidays and 4 birthdays between November and February make for one tired girl here. One more birthday at the end of this month and then it’s over for the year. Next year I would like to clump all our birthdays into one day and get it over with, but deep within me I don’t think it will go over big. My decorations have not been all put away and there are still now more remnants of sweets we can do without.
January here and today it is raining. It seems the weather doesn’t follow any set rules any more. Daily unpredictability eventually leaves one with a why-should-I-be-surprised-or-care attitude. Oh, but all creation groans, the Bible says, and travails in pain, waiting for redemption. Alas, yet there is hope and anticipation in it’s indecisiveness. So stay alive and awake, and DO care!
In rain specks of snow
Even as they melt quickly
Winter is peeking
I’m late. Haibun Monday at dVersepoetspub.com. Word is January.