The joy of seeing the sky–a new beginning, and a lovely new view!

I made it–to Colorado!

Seeing the sky again–seeing wide open space! I arrived in Loveland yesterday. I moved into my lovely little apartment. The drive from Chicago was long (I did it in three days) but easy. For now, my apartment is mostly empty (and will be until April 1 when all my stuff arrives). I have a couple camping chairs, a camping mattress and my nice warm wool comforter. I also brought a few kitchen essentials–and of course, my blog/computer!

I’m feeling all sorts of things–excited to be here, sad to say good-bye to dear friends in Chicago, tired from packing and driving across the country, and getting used to the altitude. And I’m still thinking about my Blue Table–which seems to symbolize what I’ve left behind. But most of all, I’m enjoying the view. Here’s my before and after:

I’m still in a city–albeit a much smaller one. The street and cars are still in view–but I can see far. I can see clouds and mountains–and open space.

Poetry Friday–a poem about seeing the sky

This week, Rebecca Herzog of Sloth Reads hosts Poetry Friday and celebrates National Goof Off Day (who knew there was such a thing?) So goof off and read some poetry–is that goofing off?–at her blog. But I’m thinking about sky–so here’s a terse verse about my view:

To see the sky

unfettered,

not blocked

by buildings

and wires.

 

I didn’t

remember

how my soul

longed

to rest

 

In clouds

and blue,

in striped sunsets,

breezes, and

mountains–

 

Which had

bever been

part of

my landscape

for long.

 

Peace,

space to breathe,

seeing shapes

In clouds

like long ago,

 

 

How my soul

and my eyes

have longed–

have almost

forgotten

Short and sweet today

That’s all for today. I’m enjoying the quiet and the view.

I hope you are doing well.  And happy Goof Off Day!

Thanks for stopping by!

xoxo