Winter begins in earnest

I grew up in heat.

All of my memories of childhood were hot feet or flip flops.

Dust storms would come in the summer to 

Break off our kick the can games 

With our neighbors from every part of the country.

Picking oranges off the trees

Or pecans from the pavement

Was what we daily enjoyed.

My sophomore year of college

I was commuting to ASU 

In a convertible

With the top down. 

My mother does not remember,

She remembers little of her middle of five,

I had a sun stroke.

I laid in bed for many hours alternating from shivering to sweating.

And that was the day I decided I would never live in the heat again.

Life has a funny way of turning on never.

For the next dry heat I lived in was Saudi Arabia.

Things went bad there as well.

We moved and moved again

And I learned all about winter

110 inches in the outskirts of Flagstaff

Sleet and snow in Kansas

Wet bay snow in Delaware

People ask what is my season

I really enjoy them all

But winter 

I love to watch

Quiet

Beautiful

Slow moving

Life bringing

Winter