The View From The Bridge

I was out early yesterday and crossing the Mason St. bridge just as the sun peeped over the tops of the trees.  Ahhh.  Isn't it pretty?  Ignore the cars, lights, and wires, focus on the clouds and the colors.  Ahhh.  Today's overcast and gray can't hold a candle to it.  A foot of wet, heavy snow that'll be murder to shovel or snowblow is on the way, according to the National Weather Service guy.  Way to send me to work with dread in my heart, Mister Weatherman.  It's supposed to start around 4 o'clock this afternoon and stop about 24 hours later.  Whoop.  Arrgh.

Birdie time.  Look who visited the feeder this morning while I was yog-ing, then posed in the apple tree for a portrait--the cardinal.  Yay!  We didn't see much of him all winter and I was wondering if he'd ever come back.  I did manage to capture a picture of the robin trying to nab a suet snack.  *patience, patience*  And even though the crocuses are blooming and all the other bulbs on the southern side of the house are getting ready to bloom, I know that winter isn't over because of little birdies like this one.  It's a Dark-eyed Junco and it summers above the Arctic Circle and winters here in Wisconsin where it's warmer.  (yeah, I don't get it either but that's what they do)  So if the juncos are still here, even though the calendar says "Spring," Winter isn't over.  Bah.












Well, I tried on my yoga sock cuff.  It's too big.  Waaaaay too big.  Too big to save so I pulled out the needles and decided that I'm not meant to make or have yoga socks, it's as simple as that.

March 23--Shonna Valeska, Golden Buddha, Myanmar.  Rissa blinked when she stepped from the blazing daylight into the dim and shadowy temple.  The fragrance of flowers, fruit, and spicy incense offerings mingled with the smells of hot asphalt and the hawker stalls outside.  She wanted to see the temple but she wanted to be respectful, to remember that this was a church not a tourist attraction.  She watched women and men on their way to work stop to light some incense and say a quick prayer to start their day off right.  She found a quiet corner across from a statue of the Buddha and sat on a low stool.  The statue seemed to look her in the eye with its calm and level gaze, asking her where she was in life.  She didn't have a ready answer but she was willing to sit there with her heart open to suggestions.

Okay, it's time to finish getting dressed for work (longies, jeans, undershirt, wool socks, foot heaters, lined boots, long-sleeved tee, sweater, fashion scarf that can double as a shawl, earrings, scarab necklace, watch) no small task in this changeable weather.  And drag in the trash bin before I leave too so I don't have to do it in the snow/rain after work.  Seeyabye.
--Barbara