The day started sunny and bright, but I knew the storm was coming my way. The lake was calm with waves on sabbatical for the moment.
As I drove the distance to complete my first errand, it was obvious a lot of other people had the same idea. The roads were busy with last minute shoppers to pick up supplies, to replenish and restock the cupboards of soups and gravies and sauces. Macaroni and meat, chicken and salads, I was well stocked and prepared for whatever storm would come. Birdseed and suet, bread crumbs and bread crusts, all ready and waiting for friends both feathered and on four legs. It is the end of February and one more month of winter at hand. In western New York, the month of March arrives loud and drunk, and leaves quietly hungover.
The day passed easily with no veering off course, my destinations planned and completed, I headed back towards the lake and to home. The air was getting cooler and the briskness of the temperature made itself known. The waves were beginning to pick up steam, a soft roll that would eventually turn into a roar.
This is my favorite part of winter. The sounds of waves create a loud and boisterous symphony in the background of my days. It lulls me to sleep at night and reminds me of one of my favorite John Lennon songs; I would sing it to my children when they were babies, and I have sung it to sick puppies on the mend.
It goes perfectly with the setting sun over my winter horizon, and I am full of love and gratitude every time I hear both the waves in my mind and the memory of the song in my soul.
It is a song of love and promise for yet another day to do it all over again. I pray that I never get tired of it.
Now’s the time to say good night
Good night, sleep tight
Soon the sun turns out it lights
Good night, sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you
Close your eyes and I’ll close mine
Good night, sleep tight
Soon the moon will shine its light
Good night, sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you
Close your eyes and I’ll close mine
Good night, sleep tight
Soon the stars will shine so bright
Good night, sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me
Dream sweet dreams for you
Good night, February.
Good night.