It's a new year in my woods.
Nothing really seems different.
A bit icy and cold but so familiar.
I've been at my beach place for almost a month.
The remodel of this old house is now done.
The tiles and carpets are in.
The purr and fur gang are home.
Resting and looking out at the birds.
It's odd for me to be back here.
I'd made myself at home at the beach.
It's very quiet.
I like and need that.
The house in the woods is full of noise.
The main street is just two over.
I know .. odd but true.
My woods go to the road.
The birds sing.
The kids home from their universities make noise.
Mr. Boatman is loud too.
Me, I am at a point of thinking
of what I want for this year.
Life sure could be easier.
The stress of living with people can get to me.
The holiday gatherings and
the emotional strain it takes.
I just want peace.
I look for it in everything.
At this point, I seem to find it when I am by myself.
Thus, this year may be the year of me.
I might just be done with anyone
who thinks that I need stress.
I will say that peace and quiet
is what I am wishing for.
May this year also bring you
what you need and wish.
Have a grand weekend.
Dance and sing and enjoy the moments.
~ JC ~