Janet

Janet

The Winds of Change

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Gulf coast winters are almost all about mild, which means if you are the kind of person who likes to watch and poke a campfire in almost never below freezing weather, Houston is the place. Even though I live in the city, I have my refuse pile ready to stoke my little outdoor firepit and just as soon as I step out of my shorts and flipflops for more than a day or two, I am going to start one. That refuse pile has more than a few things that I intend to burn, things like boards from 30 years ago from a an old railroad desk that served a newly wed couple in all manner of makeshift furniture, a few other things that I couldn’t throw away while cleaning up and yet couldn’t keep, all to be released as a pleasing smoky aroma rising to the heavens. So I am ready. But mostly what I am ready for is the winds of change I sense are coming…

I don’t know how change comes to you.