Day Thirty-seven; Footnotes of a Winter Night

  Today was quiet. I didn’t get to read anything other than my fellow bloggers talents. I had no plans of going anywhere today, just taking it easy here, watching the cats outside and trying to create amazing work to share.  It didn’t quite work out that way.

 I did get to watch the cats. I’m still working on getting them to trust me. I was watching one of them when I realized it was looking for water. I really, really felt bad then. I was thinking that there was a bowl out there with water, but then I remembered, I had emptied it to put food in for them and what ever would want left overs. I went out onto my back porch where I had a take out bowl from the Cracker Barrel. I filled it a little over half way with water and took it out onto the steps. It took the cats a few moments before they came back out of hiding. When they did, they immediately came to check out the new bowl. When they realized it was water, I thought they were going to drink until they popped. At least now I know. It was kind of funny when they finished drinking and then turned to look at me through the window. I am still not sure if that was a thank you, or an its about time, look.

 I was sitting here, watching the cats watch me when my son called. On Saturday’s where he works sometimes provides lunch. Today they did, today was barbecue. My son isn’t the biggest fan of barbecue so he was wondering if I would bring him a bowl of the left over spaghetti. Oh, and stop at the store on the way and get him a drink. So yeah, mom mode kicked in and I fixed a bowl for him, grabbed my boots and put my contacts in. I even called my mom to see if she wanted to ride along but today she couldn’t.

 When I was almost there, I was caught by a traffic signal. While I waited I heard an unmistakable rumble. I watched as a Dodge Charger roared by me and into the shopping center beside where I was waiting. I couldn’t help but shake my head and smile. Mumbling to the driver knowing there was no way they could hear me, if you heard my son’s charger, you’d hang your head in shame. He had it modified, I can hear that thing coming from a half mile away.

 Dropping off his lunch I came back to the house. Brewed up another pot of coffee, took my seat back and returned to watching the cats play in the leaves out back. I did get some writing done. I got to read more of the published blogs and get some great inspiration. There are some really talented folks out there. 

Right now, I’m hoping that what is falling outside is rain. They said all we would get is rain, and I’m hoping they are right. Only time will tell though. The ready for Spring me, is hoping that it is only rain and that we’ll be getting warmer temps soon. I’m watching for the first signs of daffodils to show up. They are always a big boost to my moods. On the other hand, the big kid in me wouldn’t mind one good snow. I really would like to spend a half hour layering on plenty of clothing and boots, getting my cameras and my walking stick and going out into the woods to capture some of the sparkle and beauty created by a good snow. I wouldn’t mind trying to build a snowman, even though it would have lots of dead leaves sticking out in every directions since I didn’t rake.

 But it sounds like rain. If its only rain, I hope the temperature stays above freezing. Otherwise it will be a real slippery slick mess in the  morning. If its icy, church will be virtual.

 So right now, since its too dark to watch the cats, who wouldn’t be out anyway in the rain, I do believe a cup of hot cocoa sounds good. I’m wondering if anyone has posted more to read. I’m wondering if I’ll be up at midnight again tonight. I’m wondering how many more times my son will wander in here to annoy me and the dog. 

I’m also thinking, that no matter where you are, that you are safe. I know that there are places that have had, and are still having snow. Lots of snow. If you have to drive in that, be safe. If you must go out, remember to have an emergency bag with you. With a blanket, extra gloves, a snack, water and what ever else you many need. Maybe flares.

  Otherwise, find a nice warm place to wait it out. That drink of choice, warm blanket, snack, and a good movie or book. Sounds perfect to me here on a winter night.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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