A Mourning.

Landscapers were outside earlier this week. They are going to remove the dead and dying trees from outside my home. We have been reassured that for every one tree that is removed, three will take its place.

This brings a mix of strange feelings. On the one hand, the sun will be able to reach my windows. My first garden may have a better chance at thriving. I will be able to watch the hopeful renewal and revival of an ecosystem. I will see the world in a new light.

On the other, I will miss these comforting beings that have encroached around my living space for the past 10 years. The trees that have brought serenity to the community. How long will it take for the new ones to generate this peace?

They are going to wait until after sparring season for the deer. A small victory for the quiet creatures.

Winter is usually a hard season. Days here are gray and cold. There has been a tremendous amount of rain this past year in particular. The heaviness of the season persists.

Winter and Summer are the seasons in which I find myself full of regret. I find myself mourning for the loved ones that I have lost – both the living and those at peace. I wish I could be the kind of person to reach out to those that I miss. Maybe one day I will be able to. Another regret.

Today laundry has been done, dishes have been washed, dried, and put away. The floors have been swept. Ravioli for lunch. Errands for dinner. The day continues.

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