Off and on today I remembered that it is Friday the 13th. I am not superstitious, so no particular importance attaches to the day, but then I recalled starting my blog a whole month ago. And, with no particular rhyme or reason, various familiar clichés kept popping into my brain: there's just a dusting of snow on the lawn; he's got salt and pepper hair; she had no wind in her sales; he had no stomach for that; we had an early frost (or a hard frost, or a killing frost); he looked a little green at the gills; you nipped it in the bud; they wilted in the sun; stranger things have happened; he withered on the vine; why her not me!
It's been a good day, all in all. Yes, there's been some very terrible news, but even while on my knees mentally, praying and wishing all the bad stuff away, I took comfort going about the day again pondering why, then moving on to delight in something I read, then reaching deep into the little gray cells for something I'd almost forgotten, then wondering about the difference between El Niño or La Niña years and, finally, studying how on earth a mosquito can fly in the rain. (Okay, that last thing was something I just stumbled upon!) I needed a day like today.
And so the clichés kept coming. Today was good proof that the mind is a wonderful thing: sunlight, music, awareness that life is hard yet it is always changing.
Deception Pass Madrones
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