Welcoming

 I've taken to long walks outdoors, whenever possible.

Crisp, cold air or wind are no deterrent for being
"free" from four walls.  Such jaunts are a daily delight. 
Times such as these fill my soul with thankfulness.

The paths are in the city or countryside.  The moments are time
 for conversation with Jerry, for dreaming, or for glimpses
of beautiful surroundings.  Each season has its share of secrets and unblemished elegance; we just have to seek them out.

As December was coming to a close one walk led us past a meadow of undergrowth containing milkweed.  The monarch butterfly feasts upon the leaves of the plant, but not today.  All that remained in the late afternoon is a lone milkweed pod, hidden in the
thicket.  Nonetheless it caught my eye, those silky threads
 and delicate seeds that promise new growth in the
springtime of the coming new year.  

The sight of this humble plant spoke of hope, if one
chooses to imagine it.  Such beauty if we remain
vigilant of our surroundings, may be considered an
assurance of sorts.   For whatever "renewal" lies in 

the days ahead is surely a welcome blessing.

In this new year, may we "light the lives" of others.