Winter Feelings (Saturday GWE and Shedding Light Group)

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It is January and deep midwinter…one of those days you keep the woodstove stoked and huddle in front of it from time to time if you are home. The wind roars, and the sky is drearily overcast with slate-colored clouds flying by. We live on a peninsula where the Strait of Juan de Fuca and Puget Sound come together, and the gale-force winds of winter roar down the sea-level open waterways between hills and mountains. I usually walk the dog along the Strait every day, but there’s no way I’m going to subject us to those freezing blasts today. I am sure there will be a lot more carving of the bluffs, which are being undermined by strong currents and are slumping at an alarming rate…

 

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Photo: Slumping bluff at North Beach...


The fir tree across the lane is shaking in the wind…the branches move back and forth, up and down, gyrating in circles independently of each other, yet as one, heaving about in a play of light and shadow as the wind rises and drops. Though most of the firs in our neighborhood have distorted or missing tops, due to these strong winter winds, this tree appears to have three healthy branches at its top, hiding former damage. It has recovered and thrives and endures. It’s inspiring to me…


Looking underneath the fir, one sees both healthy and dead, broken-off branches. Our neighbors haven’t trimmed them, as they provide needed protection for small critters and wild mushrooms. In the interest of not disturbing the woods, these neighbors have built their little house around the pre-existing trees, and kept their garden along the south edge of the property, just behind their wild hedge borders. After a chance meeting a few weeks ago, my neighbor/friend walked me around her property and showed me the variety of mushrooms growing in their little bit of woods. She had dyed the wool yarn in her own hand-knitted hat from some of them, and wanted to show me what a blewit looked like. We did find many played-out blewits, but not the younger ones necessary for dyeing. I marvel at the knowledge and sharing one can glean from a chance encounter. Perhaps one day I will try spinning and dyeing my own yarn. I decide to make a hat for my next knitting project.


I come and go from my computer during the day, and from this page, which progresses in stops and starts and read-overs. At least I am writing today and not getting utterly lost in mundane details of life. I did feed the stove, make a cup of tea, play frisbee with the dog out in the yard, answer and send emails, and eat a quick salad for lunch. I helped my husband locate the power switch for the upstairs bathroom, so he can replace the switch plate, then the brake light that is out on the car. Bless his heart. He reminds me to go get the tire pressure checked again. Soon he’ll head out with his van full of sound equipment for his country music gig. I am looking forward to hearing the band play tonight and hanging out with our friends. With my gimpy left knee acting up, I probably won’t dance, but will enjoy listening and singing along with songs by Hank Williams and other country greats. I hope there’s a good turnout…

 

3/4 of the band…my husband doesn’t make it into this photo, dragged over from Facebook…

 

Photo: Doug is on the right...

I caught him this time…he’s at the far right!

 

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