Gray. Grey. For some reason, the second spelling seems softer, gentler to me. It’s “dove grey” and “gray as cold, hard steel.” For the sake of consistency, I should probably choose one over the other. For the sake of this post, dove grey suits my thoughts just fine.
I love it. We don’t have a lot of cold, cloudy days in southeast Texas. We’re lucky that way. For me, the grey sky and gentle light of a winter day is very peaceful. Add a blast of cold air and it’s positively cozy indoors or even wrapped in protective outer-garments. It’s beautiful.
I comprehend that those who live in colder climes and experience long, dark winters get rather tired of the cold and grey. Similarly, those of us who have long, hot summers weary of the strong, relentless sun and heat that begin baking our brains at some point in July with another couple months of very hot weather ahead to endure.
But for today, it’s all softness, coziness, peace. In the serenity of it, I am able to recall how fortunate I am to be considering the weather at all. I look forward to sharing more with you in the New Year and wish you all the best.
Surely, the past, present, and future connect in this miraculous state we call life. In this light, history and all human experience are ever-present. Wouldn't it be nice, then, if we could enjoy each other, if we could appreciate and celebrate our differences? Let us love! Let us have fun. Let us toast each other and wish each other well. Now, in our awareness, is the time to be happy, to do our best, to live fully to our purest, highest standards.