Friday, January 17, 2014

Brillo Pad

There's a lot to be said for getting up in the wee hours of the morning and wandering your neighborhood in the dark. 

Visually, it's a world of black and white.  The full moon acting like a giant flashlight.  I look up and see steam rising from rooftop ventilation and tree branches look like giant eyelashes as I look up at the sky.

The dogs are all about sniffing, clustered at their periodic "mailboxes" collecting and leaving messages as we hike our mile.  I wonder how many dogs have dropped a note.

Later, after I've tucked the pup's back in the house, I head back out for my real exercise.  As I'm stomping along, I hear a high pitched yip and howl off in the distance. 

Coyotes.  Clear as a bell, but not too close.  A few miles off for sure.

After a minute, things get quiet again and the only thing I hear is the sound of my breathing.


While winter is not my favorite time of the year, I can appreciate it's severity.  It's a cleansing sort of cold.  Stinging and abrasive but necessary.  The Brillo pad of the seasons, if you will.

Scrubbing everything fresh and clean.

When I step into the house and feel the soft, humid warmth of the air on my numb cheeks, I tell myself I can't wait until Spring.

Yes, I can. 

And I'll appreciate it that much more for the cleansing winter.


  1. I would enjoy winter if I didn't have to feed hay to the animals, very little grass left here as the winter started so early. I know what you are saying, winter does clean and kind of pushes the restart button.

  2. Actually a very lovely post. (And you have a very spunky spirit. But we all knew that, didn't we?) We have cleansing winters here in northern Minnesota, too. Wanna come try it out? Hee-hee.

  3. Be careful of speeding cars in the dark!

    I went out for a walk yesterday. I should have put long underwear on under my jeans - they are just cotton pants you know. Fastest walk around the block that I've done in a while. That wind!!!