Damn Wind
The rusty barbed wire around the blog site is not just for decoration. I worked for a conductor on the Railroad who said to me after a discussion one day in the caboose,
I think he was particularly exasperated with me that particular day, as I was griping and complaining about everyone and everything I could think of in colorful language. He was a gentle soul who never said a bad word about anyone, finally when I was complaining about the wind blowing as it always does in northern Montana, he said,
He was killed shortly after that in a railroad accident and whenever the wind comes up in the heat of the summer and it keeps the bugs off of me I think of you my friend.
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What a gentle soul this man was. I think of him often. Glad I knew you my friend.
The perspective you offer…is priceless. As I opened the dining room curtains this morning, all I saw was movement. Yes, the wind is blowing. With your encouragement, I will look on the bright side. The wind is bringing moisture, the sky is mostly gray, but as I look far off toward the horizon, I see the sun, trying to break through. I will deal with the wind, as I have no choice. Where I can choose, I will. And I, like you will choose to look on the bright side, whether it is wind to keep the mosquitoes off, or the hope of another day of sunshine.
Thanks Roxanne for takin a look at the other side of the coin. My friend Don Gameon always reminded me to take another look, I hope I remember to do this always.