March...Finally!!!

I love having a blog. Even though I don’t post very often, I love knowing it’s there. I also like that’s it’s somewhat clandestine. I haven’t told very many people about it, so it feels like a safe place to write. At the same time, it is the complete opposite of private—I have to remind myself of this—because it’s public; that kind of scares me, yet it’s lovely to daydream about my imaginary multitudes of blog followers and the posh editors that will someday happen upon this blog and realize I’m the next big thing. I better find some more profound topics if that’s the case! :)

Anyway, this fabulous 60 degree weather has brightened my spirits and reminded me how very attuned my soul is to the seasons. I am so affected by the weather! I feel my spirit awakening within me…along with my personality (where do you go during the winter months??) as the air shakes the briskness of winter. I think I might move to Jamaica. Although, then I wouldn’t have the pleasure of reminiscing and pondering in the fall. I guess I just enjoy change. Isn’t it refreshing? In honor of spring, (which officially begins on March 20—I know this because Rita’s is giving away free snow cones that day!) I am posting a poem I wrote in 2004. Here’s to the flowers breaking through the hardened winter dirt!

my new found love springs at my call

reaching, grasping for the sky

longing for a chance to start anew

the spring sings its lullaby

with all the buds in bloom

singing just a little louder

blue jays beg the sun to shimmer

as mountains shake their skiing powder

and say goodbye to frigid winter

I sit here wrapped in sweet content

fresh air poison to my gloom

waiting for the summer’s kiss

I make this window sill my home

Watching-waiting for my love to appear

I know he wants to see me too

to feel my breath so near

but for now the gently urging dew

will calm my heart my aching soul

and keep me whispering boldly

grow, tulips, grow, and make me whole

Thanks for indulging me…that was really for you, Amber. I actually think of you every time I write—maybe I should just email you! :)

Business as Usual

Did someone say the Northeast was flooding?? We didn't notice anything...

Ode to Oreo

For all the joy you brought to me in the difficult teen years
for putting up with new puppies,
and high school boys highlighting your tail,
for baths as a kitten,
sleeping in my baby cradle--for a night at least--
for learning to come and sit,
for keeping Omega Way safe,
you'll be remembered by so many
for your special gift of winning hearts
even the most stubborn cat-haters fell for you!
So this one is for you, Oreo,
You'll be remembered and your memory cherished


I hope you get all the nummies and boxes you want in cat heaven!
Oreo, may you rest in peace.


Disclaimer: This is and is not in jest. While I really will miss my dear cat, I also can't resist a chance to be dramatic! :) Plus, hopefully this will help Amber to move through the grieving stage!


P.S. Oreo I promise to find a better picture, but until then...