Whatever I might have considered an inconvenience, even on the mild end of the scale, has evaporated.

Would anyone hear the grunting and giggling group as they wrestled a 4x4x6 post from the ground?

We’re all experimenting with what works to get us through a rough day, to not feel guilty about laughing or detaching ourselves if only for the afternoon.

It’s hard to say goodbye to someone when the ground is frozen and you weren’t prepared for the farewell.

I’ll be a happy soul, lost in the white drifts that will most likely seal the backdoor shut until April.

I will not decide that you are simply a failed version of me.

On one income, my parents somehow pulled together the resources to give us all a rich archive of summer memories.

Until a team of scientists takes a much deeper look into my own cerebral functionality, I’m pretty much on my own to figure it out.

If you’ve ever made soup, you know about the importance of layering the flavors.

Her smile wide and grateful, she tucked the heart in her pocket and promised to take good care of it.

In the absence of the additional stimuli that saturates the senses when gathering with family and friends, we’re making good use of the rich silence that enfolds us.

Removing even a thin layer of dust on the bookshelves reminds me that I can do something to improve my lot, no matter how small.

I’m grateful for our luck and don’t bet the rent on much or very often.

Spending so much time indoors, surrounded by the cherished accoutrements of the life we’ve built within these walls, is equally gratifying.

It has been neither easy nor heartbreaking all of the time and who would want that anyway?

A week’s worth of lessons, insights and epiphanies acquired honestly.

Today’s sneak preview of what we can expect in the months to come has me all tucked into the life of my own mind, and I don’t mind one bit.

It occurs to me on a humbling and regular basis that this place we call home has kept its promises, each and every one.

One way or another, I was going to wake up Monday with some evidence that I lived a purposeful life here.

How about a little benefit of the doubt instead of instant judgment?