#NewThisDay Writing From My Photo Stream
First Ski
A wonderland! A few inches of glorious white over all the trees! A gorgeous morning. Now, this is January. Happy Martin Luther King Jr. Day! Wave is home. Frank skips his meeting. I work on my poem to send off and then I go out to ski. Wave and Frank go out to shovel. But Wave is watching me x country ski and wonders if it’s easier than it looks. The snow is heavy and wet, but I am cutting my trail under the trees. Soon enough Frank calls. He has fit Wave with an old pair of skis and boots that were Franci’s. The boots are too big, but he’s inching along. We start toward the tent, to see how it is, but I have to turn back. It’s so hard to go in. I want to stay out, but my poetry workshop is starting. I feel torn, because this is his skiing initiation. But I go in. My poem has been a lot of work and it’s not working well. I know it’s important and why this poem is important but I don’t know yet how to get it where it needs to go. After lunch I go out again into the snow to clean up the shoveling of the entrances and stairs that Frank abandoned to take Wave for his ski. Then I ski a bit more but the snow is very wet and sticks to the bottom of my skis. Oh well. In the late afternoon Perri and I go for a treat. A neighbor friends has a beautiful workshop space in her back yard and she’s hosting a Sound Healing. We’ve been once before, on Solstice. The room is packed with those of us who have come out in the dark and the snow to be on our yoga mats with blankets to have a sound bath together. Oh, it’s absolutely wonderful to receive this beautiful experience. Nice to be out with Perri, connect with people who want this kind of nourishment. Frank has made dinner while we’re gone, another treat. Tonight I try and work on poems but I get nowhere and make this collage which gives me energy and not discouragement and frustration. I remember taking my son Landon on wonderful woodland skis when we moved back north from his first years in Florida. He was a little older than Wave. I’m grateful for the chance to ski today.