A Cold Morning Walk

Abigail asked me to go for a walk Tuesday morning. It was about 34 degrees. There was a light, almost invisible snow falling. We walked up the long driveway taking small steps because of Sidney, the cat. He likes to walk right at your feet. Our yellow lab, Roscoe was also along for the walk. We saw some bluebirds and juncos. There were new buds on some of the trees. New life, new beginnings, spring is almost here! The field is full of clover which the deer love to eat. We see them sometimes in the early morning or a night. There are usually about 5-6 of them.

Abigail and I didn't stay out long. The temperature seemed colder than we thought. The kind of cold that is wet and bone chilling.

Just as we got to the end of the driveway there was some wind blowing through these pine trees. What a lovely sound. The sound of wind blowing through pines trees stops me in my tracks. Perhaps because we can't see air it's appealing listening to it whistle through pine needles.

What memories will our children have when we are gone? My children have taught me that the small moments we think are in insignificant mean the most to them. Spending time taking walks, having conversations, holding hands, hugs and kisses, listening to their ideas and thoughts, supporting their interest, preparing those specials meals, taking a drive around the community, teaching them to deal with people mean the most. They will cherish those memories. These memory making moments have nothing to do with money, but have to do with our time. Compared to a life time, their young lives are very short. The time you spend with them in their youth will last them a lifetime.