Thursday, January 29, 2015

1.29.15 Taking Nothing For Granted


With all the snow, we've taken to leash walks on flat land, in various places that are not fields thick with high snow, or forests of the same. 


The pup’s increasingly restless, what with the no racing through the woods, using his big boy muscles; but I throw the balls of snow that form from plowing, and he leaps high in the air, as they dissolve in his mouth, tumbling through deep snow and leaping on back out to me, smiling.

The winds were a bit better today; still, 11 below this morning; 12 when we walked along the Hadley High Fields. 


The very best of a New England winter, these days- now of dazzling light and small intermittent rainbows that catch in area between cloud and sun. 


Far above a Kestrel swoops and is carried off by wind currents, as The Mount Holyoke Range sits quietly in it's age old power, it's long serpentine shape a dark ripple across the land, rich with wildlife and ravines and brooks that stream beneath snow and ice, now. 


The tracks of coywolf and fox are everywhere you look, even at Umass when we dropped the guy off this morning. 


"Ah!" I exclaimed with delight. "A fox had walked right through here, last night, past buildings and recently returned students.


All those young people are in evidence, suddenly; running about like nuts, possibly delighted to be thrust into young adult freedom once again? Into the fray of classes and homework. 


After our brisk walk, at the end of the day, the sky became a layer of pink and blue that we chased, as we drove Umass to pick up my guy,


 and right in front of us, bam, a car accident, two young people, one who had significantly misestimated. 



 I caught the shocked looks on both of their faces, as I swerved our car the opposite direction, to avoid all the hubub of cops and all.



 Quietly we took the long way home, Dante preening from being pet and talked to, as I drove and listened to my beloved's day. 


As the sun set later than anticipated,



 the sky filling to the brim with all the distant stars and life and unknown,


 as we hunkered down, warm inside, taking nothing for granted.





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