In the deep mid-winter | 3 Haikus
buzzing ears open
for business this frigid day
listening to nothing
through cracked walls
a baby cries
missing in action
Real Winter. We haven’t had it here in Eastern Pennsylvania for several years. Now it seems to be making up for lost time.
This morning I set things up to make a big pot of spiced red lentil soup. I also used my SAD ‘happy light’ to help with my mood. Best of all, I decided not to race out early this morning (with D driving) for a blood draw before 9am.
Not a bad beginning to what promises to be a gusty, sun-shiny day, with the temperature plummeting tonight. Not many birds were out for their early morning suet feast.
Beginning this week, I’ll see three of my doctors, one a week, to find out what my blood tests, MRI, and other tests to my feet and legs are adding up to.
In the meantime, I’m finding out when my feet don’t hurt. It’s all about music! Playing the piano instantly takes my mind off the pain. So does walking in the house or working in the kitchen with my new headphones, listening to direct-feed music, babbling brooks and birds, or anything else remotely musical. Thanks to our daughter and her husband for the birthday headphones.
Best of all, I have no pain when I’m sitting at my computer writing poetry or posts for you.
Until next time, I’m still
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 10 January 2022
Photo found at houstonchronicle.com