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Pondering- sort of a funny word, maybe a little overblown - but I like the way it rolls off the tongue...
Spent today with an old friend, curled up, sipping tea and talking in the way that you can only talk when you are comfortable. Sentences in fragments, half formed thoughts, trails of ideas

It was snowing lightly all day but we were warm and cozy.

By the time I left, it was blustery- snow falling all around, surrounding the car- lights illuminating the rapidly descending flakes. I turned on an instrumental CD and felt warm and cocooned all the way home. My brother called to tell me that the interstate was at a standstill, so I took a back road. Everyone was cautious, we crept along in a line at about 20m/h. There was black ice for about the last 5 miles, so we crept even slower. I was grateful to see the lights of town, to drive past the square. A nativity scene sits in the lawn of the church there- the same nativity scene I have seen every Christmas for the last 45 years of my life. Sometimes I chafe at being stuck in the same small town I grew up in. Sometimes I am frustrated with myself for never leaving..... but tonight I was grateful for the familar views, for the comfort of home. Sometimes it is good to know that whatever is happening in the world around us, some things never change