Just a trace of snow today here in Maryland. I stood this afternoon on my hill, and could smell wood smoke from the chimneys down the way, and with the steel gray sky, I remembered I've always been deeply in love with December. A day like this makes me remember Michigan with a slow ache somewhere far inside my heart. For some reason as I stood outside today and tasted the cold air I recalled the faces of the women I've loved, I saw Nicki in candlelight, and Gwen under the red and blue Christmas lights...I saw Casey's eyes flashing in the desert morning, I saw Jan on a beach so long long ago. Maybe I'm getting old... standing outside on a dull afternoon staring into space..or maybe I just really really do love December.
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