Life retains its shape,
awaiting that moment — to
Spring back to its prime.
Do you ever feel like waiting out the tail end of Winter is like watching paint dry? We have our day-to-day activities to keep us busy, and yet in those disparate, lengthy, silent moments in between – those moments when we find ourselves thinking, ‘but it’s too cold out’ – the season seems to stretch out behind us like taffy, pulled by an invisible arm swinging away into the infinite darkness of space.
So cold, yet so elastic.
Defying the laws of physics.
Throwing our senses into confusion.
Helping us appreciate the wealth of community that makes survival in these conditions possible;
and yes, a watched pot will boil . . .
Never say ‘never’.
Go live your adventure.