When looking at ground while it’s snowing,
It’s hard to remember the growing.
It will come to be.
That’s when I will see
Green plantings push through and get going.
I’m back in MN — home.
I open the door and see “familiar”.
Arrangements as I remember.
Welcoming space for me to occupy.
And I feel like I’ve arrived.
Even stacked papers waiting for attention,
Make me smile.
They are always part of my scene.
After three weeks of Florida warmth,
Flowers and ocean,
MN-still-wintery bare ground is sharp contrast.
Here’s the reminder to me —
I see
Bare ground, filled with promise.
Hugs.
Lin
