Trees Give the Middle Finger to Cold Too

Day 24
Listening to:  Sinfonia in C major – Leopold Hoffman
Thought for the day: We cannot live only for ourselves.  A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men.  ~Herman Melville


Who knew? Trees give the middle finger to the extreme cold too!

When I walked out into the 5 degree air this morning to get in my car, the grips of winter snatched my breath from me in an instant. I said a few curse words and then repeated a few. I don’t know about you, but my brain is convinced that if you curse, you’ll feel warmer. While my brain was busy simmering in a cursing stew of F and S words, I looked across the street to see my retired neighbor walking slowly to get his morning newspaper.  He was smiling, inhaling deeply, and looking up at the sky. He has had a rough go at life lately so his composure made no sense to me. I said, “What on Earth are you looking at?” He looked at me with the warmth of a June day and said, “It’s a beautiful morning. I’m grateful to be alive.” Dumbfounded, I stood there with a small icicle forming from the exposure of my mouth to the atmosphere. Then, I found myself smiling back and I said, “I like your attitude.” The curse words went away and suddenly I felt warm as I saw what he saw.

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