Sad but true. Awake or asleep, the 4 walls and the news stay the same. But spring is only a few weeks away. The flower beds hold their eternal hope of new color. Birds still clamor at the feeders when it snows. An occasional rough shinned hawk finds crawly critters for sustenance. Squirrels still race and chase. And sunlight through the windows warms the soul. No matter the soul deadening isolation from family, Nature still offers hugs. T’was ever thus. Pray it continues.
Sad but true. Awake or asleep, the 4 walls and the news stay the same. But spring is only a few weeks away. The flower beds hold their eternal hope of new color. Birds still clamor at the feeders when it snows. An occasional rough shinned hawk finds crawly critters for sustenance. Squirrels still race and chase. And sunlight through the windows warms the soul. No matter the soul deadening isolation from family, Nature still offers hugs. T’was ever thus. Pray it continues.