I’m with August. I miss summer and never look forward to winter. Especially the part of winter after the holidays. Too cold and dreary, not to mention snowy. And moving to a non-snow area is not an option for me right now.
But I love the fall colors. They look better on the trees, but they are the colors that I wear best. 🙂
You may know from mrtl’s recent post how areligious I am, and I am often nonplussed by shows of religious faith, probably because it’s one way in which I’m a minority in our country. But what I’m here to say is there is a great peace to your Sunday posts, thoughtfulness and room for everyone. Thanks.
august, well, yea, there’s that. Seriously, I’m just thankful to live in a place where the seasons change. There’s something about each one that I enjoy.
hoss, not yet, but if I do, I’m sending them back to Oregon. We have enough trouble here.
sfg, I love back to school, too. I always buy a giant box of new crayons to celebrate 🙂
lilsis, I’m glad there’s a new Mr. Fantastic. If he’s that fantastic, maybe get rid of ALL the old ones?
squirl, I like those colors, too. But not yellow. As winter drags on toward the end, I get weary of it, too. Last year I had the idea to have a “winter blues” theme party in Feb. or March, but I never got around to it. I think I’ll give that a try in ’06.
daphne, thank you for saying those things. Your comment gives me pause. What’s interesting to me about what you say is that, the peace, thoughtfulness and “room for everyone” that you credit to me actually come directly from my faith. The One I claim to follow, try to follow, is precisely ABOUT peace, love, welcoming everyone. At least, as I understand Him, that’s what He’s about. I do realize that many people have been hurt and offended by people claiming the title of “Christian,” and not practicing those things. For that, I am sad and sorry.
I’ve read that several times before commenting. New slate, no scoreboard, and its already been paid for. It makes me cry that each person, and myself, is loved that very much. That is truly a gift, and not one that can ever be destroyed.
Authenticity. Few things are as comfortable as being with those who are authentic. That is why you have so many reading you each day, I’m convinced. When you are funny, it is because you truly are funny; when you’re thoughtful, that’s genuine too; when you are spiritual, you are sharing the authentic soul of your faith. It’s lovely, all of it, precisely because it is true, it is YOU. Forgive me if I speak out of turn here, knowing you only by blogging, but I really do believe it. Authenticity is that rarest of qualities. Bless you for being.
eclectic, you humble me. You are far too generous in your assessment of me. The best moments of my best day, that’s what I’m like. Authenticity is important to me, it’s something I pursue, but don’t consistently achieve. Your kind praise encourages me to keep trying.
kitty, optimism is such a healthy trait, and often in short supply.
bucky, leave kitty alone; she’s a very fine shoveler.
CK, that doesn’t mean I make you feel poopy, does it? Here’s to new beginnings!