Day 23

After shoveling the driveway and walk for the 3rd time in 24 hours, I leave to play in the snow…  My snowshoes take me to a spot where there is a large stand of mixed conifers – primarily white spruce and red pine.  When I pause to rest and reflect I realize that the schedule for the rest of my day has no room for a visit to my regular Sit Spot.

I close my eyes and breathe in This Spot.  Branches that gave up their ice jackets two days ago sport new ones today.  The wind makes a weird music:  the sighing characteristic of passage through pine needles accented with the clacking together of stiff ice-covered branches.

Today’s lesson:  Sit Spot is more a state of mind than a particular location.