I woke to a snow storm,
After I got out of the shower, it was an ice storm.
Now I am looking out the window and the sun is shining .
Crows are everywhere, looking for food in the corn fields behind my house, flying over and cawing to each other .
Some of them are quite large.
Minette would not stand a chance if one of them had a taste for kitten.
She is safe behind glass doors, wishing she could catch one of the chickadees .. or better, the chipmunk who is back to his old spot, outside the living room window, where he and she can get a good look at each other .. safely.
It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new.
But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful.
There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.
Alan Cohen
"Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend.
Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read."
Groucho Marx
The doors we open and close each day decide the lives we live.
Monday, March 30, 2015
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