1/15

Another quiet day, fog at daybreak,
Clearing by mid-morning, warm. I try to keep
Thoughts warm, too

As I move through the day, calling friends and
Contemplating where life could take me if I could
Decide to move

My self in a good direction. Am learning you will always
Move with me, soft and encompassing as walking through
Evening ground fog.

1/14

Spent a bit of the morning painting, a quick sketch
Still considering grays, reflective of how I feel,
Which is fine,

For there are times when being swathed in fog
As tonight, allows time to be quiet, reflect, consider.
And paint more.

When that happens well, I feel space open, letting 
The mind chose and contemplate even if just in
Passages of paint.

1/13

A run a around day, the car will get fixed, of course,
Generator will start, I putter about in between glad
For small things.

The skies are swathed in color this evening, 
Hear friends’ child will marry on your birthday, glad
For good things.

1/12

Today the ceiling is getting fixed, tomorrow will need
To start calling for the car to get fixed. The damage 
is not much,

And I am not hurt, but the time. Have been gone 
much of the past month and am feeling at odds
and so behind

And while much of the paperwork is caught up.
And the house cleaned up, the habit of painting
feels dried up.

1/11

Spent most of the day just catching up then 
an invite to dinner and I went, it is company
that I enjoy.

So I went even though still had plenty to do here
Driving home a deer hit me, adding to the feeling
I can’t catch up.

1/10

Woke to a pearl gray day of quiet rain,
Two cats purring among the pillows, two 
Dogs sleeping, but 

No you. No longer wake to your warmth but
Wake ever to your  presence  remembered
All through me,

Allowing me to move through the hours
Hemmed by soft dampness, content to 
Be inside working.

1/9

Home in time to see the wallops rocket launch, 
spiraling wisps over our hay fields. You did 
Just enjoy that.

Dusk settles in blues and purples, 
soft viridians and red golds. I do
Just miss you.

1/8

Lamb dinner, I experimented on friends at the beach house,
Where we drank wine and ate and talked and just shared time.
Evening was beautiful

1/7

Not even four years ago was it as cold as today
That was a chill deeper than this, pierced cold hurtful
This simply freezing.

That I can take, driving the coastline to be with friends,
Hunkered in warmth of a good cottage and company on
The Atlantic shore.

1/6

I was not sure what this day would bring for me.
I love you, miss you and wish you were yet
by my side.

So through this quiet day, a day sliding into
Bitter cold, I moved trying to ready all with help
from a friend.

But  moved mostly in quiet solitude, finally 
painting a sketch for you, as I used to, of me.
Can you see.

1/5

A day of driving and listening to music, 
All the songs I chose for your memorial
And I wept,

Wept for these and new ones, but mostly
Allowed the music to sooth even when 
I heard this:

Have you ever lost all that you can loose?
Then, you are a paid up member 
Of the blues.

1/4

I have had a good afternoon and evening with your old friend
And his girl. I wish you would’ve met each other. We talk late 
into the night.

1/3

It is still snowing and blustery, we watch the weather
And I walk the dogs, take pictures and return 
To paint more.

1/2

Woke to snow and cold, my dogs like playing in it
But only for a little while, I finally break open
the paint box.

1/1

Left aunt, mom laughing in the kitchen, bid goodbye
To a friend as she headed off to pick-up family, went
Walking the beach.