Seasonal insanity

Deck the hall with boughs of holly,
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
Waiting for that kiss, oh golly,
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!
‘Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la!

What’s that you ask? That is just some more sugar rush from another piece of chocolate cake that some dude at work keeps bringing in. It really is that time of the year again, eh? My body has entered the hibernation mode, which is my polite way of saying that I have gained my 7-8 lbs and my cheeks are puffed up like the Pillsbury doughboy. Winter is upon us in the most California way that it can. It’s raining like cats and dogs outside, and we know this part of country needs it like yesterday!

I am just back from a beautiful Thanksgiving break in Mammoth lakes and I am dreaming of the snow, wine and the fireplace, while crunching up some analytical data. The couch at the AirBnB has a wonderful story to tell and the oven is still reeling under the impact of baking my mighty good lasagna. It was a nice, relaxing weekend but not so much for my feet, post a 5 mi hike. But I suppose the view at the end of it made it worth it. The evening post the hike, most definitely did.

The holiday season is here. I see a bunch of Facebook posts insisting that it should be called ‘Christmas’ and we must be wishing ‘Merry Christmas’ and nothing else. Who am I to argue? I will wish people whatever they want to be wished and move on while I get my order of Peppermint Latte in a cheery red and green cup. Christmas trees are springing up everywhere and people are sending invites for holiday potlucks and ice-rink parties. Major FOMO(Fear of missing out) has struck me, per usual, and I dont want to miss out on anything, but there doesn’t seem to be enough time anymore. I am here thinking, reminiscing of the beautiful moments I have had and even more amazing moments that I will be having. I definitely do feel full of gratitude and thankfulness. Will this season also make those relationships we lost, come back? Will we get everything we wanted? Is there something wonderfully new on the way? We never know but sure hope for the best.

This year running by feels like I am watching a contestant on Food Network’s Chopped who has a minute left and hasn’t even started plating yet! Ufff, the anxiety!

Anyways, will get through it all. But first, another spoon of this velvety mousse. Ummmm….

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The last leaf

Autumn has flown by,
In a cold whirl of breeze,
The last lil one peeps,
From beneath the twigs.

Resist she does,
Not ready to give up,
Wants to hang on longer,
Have the last sip from the cup.

“Oh no, not yet”
She exclaimed at the wind,
“But it’s about time!”
The tree opined.

She shines scarlet,
Like a lover’s blush.
The wind tries to convince her,
With another cold gush.

The young sparrow comes on,
For the season’s goodbye.
The lil one is surprised,
And wants her to stay by.

“Oh I must leave for warmth,
Only so I return”,
The lil one realizes,
Spring is what she yearns.

She needs to fall,
To sleep through the snow,
And then return to life,
With an emerald glow.

“Look outside the window, honey,
Is that our first snowflake?”
“Oh it is! And what a pretty pair,
The sparrow and the last leaf make!”

“You said it too soon,
The last leaf is falling!”
But little did they know,
The lil leaf had found her calling.

She dropped off gently,
Into the wet soil deep,
With the dream of spring,
She finally fell asleep.