Monthly Archives: January 2012

Some days I have to remember.  Remember what the past held and what delights me today.

Today’s supper is a case in point.  I grew up in a meat and potatoes home.  And I rather enjoyed that.  We added bread to the mix, sopped up the gravy and had a few vegetables.

Decades later I enjoyed tonight a salmon steak, a uniquely delicious cabbage salad, raised buns and delectable squash.  All tastefully seasoned.

As I step onto the scale tonight I recognize that my weight reflects a wholesome meal.  One which provides nourishment and light heartedness.  Not a bad thing.

I still crave the meat and potatoes every once in a while, but I’m quite satisfied with a newness of life found in the food I eat!

I find that every few days (usually ends up about seven days) I yawn and rest.  Literally have nap times more than once during the day.

Such was today – suited definitely for my day off.

Along with a day where I redirected much of my thinking from “regular work”.  I worked on doing “editor” things – taking writing and rearranging the words.  This is to me a great diversion and enjoyment.  My day was enhanced by the opportunity.

And sitting with my wife watching some enjoyable entertainment.  No rush to be somewhere.  No phone calls to return.  No emails to contend with.  Just sitting!

Tomorrow I’m back to the activity.  Enjoyable but constant.  For another week.  And then a festival – or as we call it – “Pastor’s Retreat.”  Seems a bit like the rhythm of the Jewish calendar.  Not a bad calendar to consider!

We are into taking vitamin D.  Not that we always remember.  Tonight we are just now grabbing a pill or two and taking the needed water to get it down.

For years we just lived with the winter.  Perhaps a bit depressed, perhaps a bit slower than usual.

But now we are told that replacing our vitamin D will improve our winter life.  Perhaps we will be rising earlier, with greater verve to take on the day.

I hope so.  I’ve gotten rather lethargic.  And now it is time to revitalize that daily routine from light to dark – and perhaps to even find my way more clearly in the dark!

Can you think ahead to spring?  I remember those days around Moose Jaw, Saskatchewan.  I was an elementary school student.  Looking out over the prairies, I would ride with friends down the back trails.  The iron bridge was there to traverse – hoping no train was on the way.  Of course, I never ventured across!!

Just a short ways out of town was a small pond.  Nothing unusual.  Nothing out of the ordinary.  Just a skim of water over the newly unfrozen soil. 

But what I really enjoyed was the music.  The frogs were loudly voicing their presence.  The harmonies were a precursor to opportunities in the future of singing and harmonizing. 

And then you would spy a tadpole swimming towards a metamorphosis.

That’s the life of spring!  Soon to appear!

Which has made me ask the question.  Where lives the frog in the middle of January??