The clouds gave us a meager 0.05” of rainfall yesterday, and what few flurries there were never amounted to anything on the ground. It’s below freezing for the moment under clear skies and light winds.
Spring was in the air. The dark gloomy days would be fewer and farther in between. Soon, I’d hang the lantern up for the season, there would no longer be a need for the caretaker. To the snow covered mountains of Montana I will flee. Back into thin air I will roam…
But that time has yet to come. The present moment is the gift I’ll continue to enjoy the most. For now, the black lantern will continue to glow mysteriously through camp; and with it, I’ll turn my daydreams into reality.
“As you simplify your life, the laws of the universe will be simpler; solitude will not be solitude, poverty will not be poverty, nor weakness weakness.”