Category: My Piece of the Sky
Rain
Rain comes falling down,
Cool breeze eluding upon,
Seducing fragrance of the wet soil,
Freshens the breath the summer’s toil.
Thirst leaves quench along,
Trees dance following ambience of a song,
Rain drops being the orchestra,
Nature celebrates its own fiesta.
Making bubbles in the water,
Resolution is a loaded word and is simply a glorified term for the act of setting a goal, but with more pressure attached to its completion.
I don’t even remember the last time I tried to set a New Year’s resolution. I am thinking it was more than ten years ago. A new year is symbolic of starting fresh and trying to make sure the upcoming twelve months are better than the last.
Relief comes from the idea of a new year and a new beginning. New anything is exciting; there is constant promise for the unexpected. Dread comes into play purely out of pressure from the holiday season itself.
I’m not trying to be Grinch-like. I love Christmas, I really do. The meaning of it all has changed for me since I was a kid, but I think it has for everyone who has reached adulthood. I like getting together with family and friends to enjoy a good meal, flavorful wine, treats, and laughter.
I never met Erich in person,only spoke to him a few times on the phone to coax him into submitting a photo of himself, and corresponded via email about world events and his articles.
We met through a mutual friend, John, who thought the magazine would be good for Erich and it turns out that Erich was GREAT for the magazine.
I am a born and raised farm girl who grew up on the midwestern prairie, and no, I did not wear pigtails and write on a slate at school like Laura Ingalls Wilder. My family was in the dairy business until just recently when my dad retired from it.
The population of my hometown is about 1200 people, and my high school graduating class consisted of seventy students; the majority of them I have known nearly my entire life. I was the only individual in my class who used a wheelchair.
