Wanting this to be fun and restorative.
(What was I thinking ?)
The winter woods are so silent, so cold, so stark . . .
Now back in the house -
cat purring and stretched out next to me - fire crackling -
I relax into indoor comfort.
But just staying in can get insular and closed.
Going out into winter woods is a touching - a gazing -
upon the loneliness of life -
and I feel stronger for it.