Winter Wind's Kiss

A cloudy evening walk with Chocolate through the neighborhood. As usual, I was also on the phone. As usual, talking with my buddy Gilbert.

"I have to stop. I can't move. I have to just be with something right now. Something's calling me."

I stood at the corner of a nearby street transfixed by the path. I stared down the sidewalk. There was no one walking, no cars driving. The only movement were leaves. The wind gently but with great intention, blew through them. It reminded me of scenes shown over and over and over during a particularly bad hurricane. e

The trees weren't bent over and the sound of rustling more melodic than foreboding. It only seemed alarming because of the contrast to five months of stillness.

It was winter wind's first hello. I had to stop and experience it, enjoy it. The light gray sky was a perfect nondescript background to winter whispering its coming.

Flashes of cold walks, falling rain and long, cozy evenings came over me.

All lovers should greet with such a captivating kiss.