“Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll.”

Though I woke up around 8:30, I lolled in bed for another hour or so. The room was chilly as the window had been open all night, and I just didn’t want to leave the comfort of my warm bed, but Gracie, sensing my stirrings, got up and went downstairs. I knew what she wanted and sure enough her door bells started ringing. She wanted out. I ran downstairs, let her out and ran right back to bed. Much later I decided to brave the day and dragged myself downstairs, grabbed a cup of coffee and went to get the papers. I’m still wishing I were back in bed.

I went to the library yesterday afternoon as their guest speaker about my trip to Ghana. I was gone about 2 and 1/2 hours. When I got home, I noticed a gift left for me in the hall, a dead mouse, compliments, I think, of Miss Maddie as she was in the hall probably waiting for my oh’s and ah’s at the wonderful present she had given me. I thanked her with what I hope was enough exuberance then I took the mouse and disposed of its remains.

Today is breezy, maybe even windy, and chillier than it has been though the sun is shining. I suppose the weatherman would call the temperature seasonal. I have to go to the dump today, and I’m putting in the last storm door, an admission of defeat, a recognition that the cold is coming.

I haven’t walked backwards in a long time. When I was a kid, I used to walk backwards when I had to pass the field on my way to school. The cold wind would whip across that field and hit me in the face numbing my nose and cheeks and making my eyes water so I’d give the wind my back. I remember how my coat used to billow when the wind hit it and how I’d have to look every now and then to see where I was going. A feeling of relief and even warmth always came when I’d get to the next street and have the protection of the houses and the huge trees lining the walk. That was when I’d turn and face the day.

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8 Comments on ““Through woods and mountain passes The winds, like anthems, roll.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    I felt just the same way when I heard the alarm clock this morning and to be honest the rest of the day as well ๐Ÿ™‚ I’ve been so tired so I’m surprised I still can keep my eyes open now at 9:30pm ๐Ÿ™‚

    My cats never give me gifts like that and I’m quite happy about that. They see every cought mouse or other animal as their own dinner ๐Ÿ™‚ ๐Ÿ™‚ Nova does much the same ๐Ÿ™‚

    Sunny and cold most of the day until work ended, then the clouds came. It has been that way all week and it is a bit irritating to be honest. Why can’t the clouds keep away till the night comes? ๐Ÿ™‚

    I walk backwards all day at work ๐Ÿ™‚ But I don’t think Iยดve done it for ages otherwise ๐Ÿ™‚

    Have a great day!

    • katry Says:

      I actually did a few chores today though I also took a nap. It was my way of taking back the morning.

      Mine don’t eat the mice. The mice don’t even look dead, just asleep. There is never a mark on them.

      I’ll have to give backwards a try again!

      Have a Great Weekend!

  2. Hedley Says:

    October 21st 1966

    I was driving to work this morning listening to the BBC World Service and was reminded that today is the 45th anniversary of the Aberfan disaster when 116 children and 28 adults were lost. For those of us of a certain age who grew up in the UK it was an event that will never be forgotten.

    It had rained and rained in South Wales and then the slag heap moved

    • katry Says:

      My Dear Hedley,
      I would never have remembewred had you not mentioned it. I remember reading about the disaster, but it certainly didn’t have the same impact as it had on you.

  3. J.M. Heinrichs Says:

    You overlooked:


    • katry Says:

      I have actually played this one before. It is the definitive recording of this song as far as I am concerned.

  4. Zoey & Me Says:

    I thought you were going to write you got the dead mouse as a gift for doing a good job as speaker. LOL. Cats are wonderful, aren’t they? I gave my Maggy some cookies on her tray this morning and Zoey promptly sat on them. I had to pull cookies out of her fur and replace on the tray. Maggy, wide eyed, was soooo offended. But she ate the cookies anyway.

    • katry Says:

      It was only a few short hours and Maddie was obviously quite busy. I figure she had scoped out the mouse earlier and was just waiting for the time to pounce. I know there was one upstairs the same color as the departed, but mice are common here on the cape and every house has a few.

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