Thursday, February 23, 2006

The Wonder of it all……

To chase around, to be in the pink, to know you are somewhat normal… what small gifts we are given!

As I follow along the path in front of me it’s loaded with amazing things. It has taken a long time to realize just what we all have. The sun come up then it sets, then does it again, day in, day out, and as kid I didn’t think anything of it. Your friend down the block was always there, now maybe not.

Beneath the snow the seeds of spring are starting to get the itch. Once again life starts another cycle. As a kid who cared? Now, as an older fellow I feel alive with anticipation for another year. Gad, winter is long….

Soon the loons will be back on our lake. Their call will once again tell us that it’s spring. Soon the grass will turn green and the trees will bud. The songbirds will return. The practice range will open and I’ll be able to kick ass on the golf course, ah spring!

5 Comments:

At 10:29 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

FINALLY!! What a late blog Almost had to watch the Winter Olympics. Every day is a new opportunity that we are blessed with. New Grandchildren,successful radiation for our friend, recuperative powers for another friend and the escape of the beautiful senorita to the US!! Ahhh 2006! What a great year -- so far

 
At 7:03 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

That's "senora" to you pal!

 
At 7:15 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

As an "older fellow" you've obviously forgotten my reminder of just a few days ago (Groundhog Day deal) that spring where you are is still perhaps two-three months away. The only thing "itching" to burst forth is yourself methinks. Loons arriving soon? You better clear a spot for them on the ice and add some water to the lake while you're at it.

You may have to content yourself with teeing-off on the ice for awhile longer.

It's fun to dream, yah!

 
At 7:34 AM, Blogger Up North said...

Fun to dream Mr. F. ? Like a 32" waist line Mr. Southern Hemishere. Speaking of hemisheres, how's it going? When I look due south all I see are toes, which are somewhere over the belt line and I don't mean the thing you drive on. We'll save the last dance for the Queen.. Oh and Jake the Moving guy was a real sweetheart. He was completely lost yesterday, had to straighten him out, let's see your stuff will be headed to Prince Rupert, British Columbia in July.

 
At 11:16 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

You win! I can't see my toes.

 

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