A Winter Ace in The Hole

 

*sigh…..*  I think the cabin fever is beginning to bug me.  I’m battling - blahs.  I’m feeling the need for the sight of spring bulbs blooming.

 

 I’m tangling with my issue of not wanting to plant a vegetable garden this year.

I’m wanting to feel that openness and readyness for seeing sleeping wildlife come out to - sun in the sun.

 

 Oh…. I am so ready to park on the Loop at Cades Cove in the Great Smoky Mountains - to stare at this view.

I’m wondering when the next ride on The Dragon will come for me.

I feel the urge to smile with a growing yearn to feel the chilling excitement and the warmth of the sun - all at the same time.

Thoughts float through my mind - in multiples - carried by such strong anticipation - about the gorgeous Kwanzan Cherry Tree we’re planting in our front yard - to honor our dear departed friend now residing with God - Monica Narr.

All of my being catches that sense of wonder in the air shared by folks from everywhere - as we all stop to visit Becky Cable’s house - further back in Cade’s Cove - in the Great Smoky Mountains.

That mental supply list comes to the surface - buying a couple more 5lb. Sacks of stone-ground corn meal from the Visitor’s Center - at the Cable Mill  - in Cades Cove - in the Great Smoky Mountains.  Only the best will do for my prepared okra for freezing - as well as for dredging the fish I hope we get to catch this season.

 

Thoughts of hot summer days spent at Bald River Falls - they tease me to no end.


 

Will there be a garden this year - or not?  Only time and my sessions hold the answer.

For now - reality wins with the cold and brittle chill in our face.

But there is one last ace in the hole for surviving.  And that would be - laughing - at something like - this!