First Snowfall

I love the snow. It is so kind and unassuming in its gentle presence. It floats in the air, as if waiting for permission to land, and lingers there until it finds the perfect place to settle. I burrow into a warm cup and for a moment I get to live in a different world. I have a glimpse into a different self. I'm transported to another time and place as the landscape around me is repainted. It is a fleeting moment, because soon the new landscape will be uninteresting and inconvenient. And then I must wait and see what parts of my new and improved imaginary self will cross over into becoming part of who I am. A new season. A chance to start over.

Joining the madness...

I've decided that its time to join the madhouse that is blogging. I've been commenting on other blogs and my comments are too long. This has prompted me to start my own blog. I have no idea what I'm doing here, so hopefully some others will help me to make my page look more interesting. In the meantime.....I need a place to vent and record my thoughts. Perhaps to organize them, although I usually come out more confused than when I started. Oh well.