Prelude to a post...

I have recently come to realize that I’ve been pulling the layers of my life in around me like the cozy comfort of a soft warm blanket on a chill winter’s eve. Alas, as usually happens, it’s morning and time to thrust aside the covers and rouse to another busy day. And so I must throw the covers off, get moving and hie myself off to do battle with life once again. So be it…

Life goes on and my small respite is over. Thanksgiving came, went and then came Christmas, New Year’s and Easter. They were all satisfying. Here I sit on sunny day in April looking out the window and noticing succulent new leaves on the maple just outside. Hope! The world has survived and I with it and it’s time to look to the future. After such a respite though, it’s hard to get my ‘sea-legs’ again.

My resolution is, as always, to post more often. I admire folks who find time and inspiration to post every day or several times a week. Alas, I am not one of them. I had thought to be when I started out but fate has caught me out. Ah, well… I am here now and it’s a beautiful day and as the blood starts to flow to my extremities I feel the urge to rejoin the human race refreshed and invigorated.

Winter was beautiful! I have no complaints. Spring looks to be promising and summer? Well, summer is a whole ‘nuther topic, which I won’t delve into prematurely and taint with cynicism. Perhaps I won’t find summer so objectionable this year. We’ll see…

As of last week I am a year older and I’m amazed that I once found 63 to be a ‘ripe old age.’ Ha, ha… Except for the additional aches and pains and sometimes worrisome forgetfulness, I still find myself thinking of roller skating and such. I truly don’t feel much different from many years past except for feeling more comfortable within myself.

And the Rock said “indeed.” And I say “I’m hungry. What’s to eat?”

And so, for now, I’m outta here. Later…