03 October 2009

Brr...

...the sun shone for a few minutes. Cin and I decided to take a bike ride. 11 miles later and frozen to death! Well, maybe not to death. But frozen. Wind is still strong and we'd no sooner set out than all we had were gray wind clouds filling the sky. October is still beginning, but the last couple days have seemed more like November. And why is it that when it's chilly like this, and gray, I long for Virginia and either grandparent's home? The smell of the wood burning stove, and something warm to sip on after a long afternoon romping in the woods.

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  1. Anonymous3:53 PM

    It was nice if you were walking! I bundled up Zoe and we had a nice jaunt! It was gorgeous... Especially when the sun was out!!

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  2. I wish I understood nostalgia. Sometimes it hits me for MN, though I haven't lived there since 1972 and anyone I know there has, big disconnect. Sometimes it hits me for Boston, though there isn't a soul there to meet me now. I have to remember that it isn't just another place, but another time.

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  3. Another time is key. We could go back "there", but we can never go back. And it is what makes it so utterly sad. The people that went with the experience are no longer there.

    I sit beside the fire and think
    of all that I have seen;
    Of meadow-flowers and butterflies
    in summers that have been;

    Of yellow leaves and gossamer
    in autumns that there were,
    with morning mist and silver sun
    and wind upon my hair.

    I sit beside the fire and think
    of how the world will be
    when winter comes without a spring
    that I shall ever see.

    For still there are so many things
    that I have never seen;
    in every wood in every spring
    there is a different green.

    I sit beside the fire and think
    of people long ago,
    and people who will see a world
    that I shall never know.

    But all the while I sit and think
    of times that were before,
    I listen for returning feet
    and voices at the door.

    Bilbo understood. Time flows and we can only hold it in memory. What a beautiful thing, though, that He who holds us remembers us and remembers all and He has said: Behold, I make all things new.

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  4. Oh, please, do be of good cheer! Where I live it snowed today.

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  5. Well, it was only about 40 here today. +5 in Canadian reckoning. I envy you that you can ride even with your "freezing." Good luck.

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