As another year rolls to a close, I am reminded of everything that has happened over the last 12 months.
Is it me, or has this year just sped by? Or, is it because, as we age, the calendar pages seem to flip by faster and faster…..
Whatever the reason, I can’t believe 2021 is just about over.
Doesn’t it seem that JJs Soft Serve closed too quickly?! I wish they were open year ‘round!
The weather was hot and humid for so long, and gave us a brief time of lovely weather, then jumped into the chill of late fall and winter! The pool seemed to have had a few more days this year of bad weather, and then, it was closed for the season!
The hay fields have been mown, tedded, and baled. There are still a few rounds in fields that were a late cutting.
The chickens have molted, the egg laying has slowed down. That darn time change is here again!
Schools have opened, in an almost normal fashion, with children being glad to be back among their friends. My grandson is thriving in his kindergarten class. Although he loved “playing school” at home, he missed the interaction of kids his age. He learned a lot at home, I am proud to say, but I did learn that traditional homeschooling may not be my forte’!
With the world opening back up, my grandson joined the Cub Scouts, and is enjoying learning about community service, camping, fair play, and parades! He LOVES parades!
Community involvement has always been there, but as the year ends, and the threat of covid is hopefully waning, people are out and about more. Maybe that is why time seems to have passed so quickly this year.
Elections have been held, offering new hope for some for the coming year.
Hunting season is upon us again. Black powder is ending, as I write this to the sound of guns booming in the forest beyond.
The inevitable chill is in the air, Christmas countdown has begun. The onslaught of catalogs weighing down the mail carriers has begun. Children, pencil in hand, carefully circle the dreams they hope Santa will make come true for them this year. The annual “Wish Books” in the mail boxes are a time-honored tradition, it seems. Ministries and civic organizations gather together to make sure the dreams of needy families are met in some way. The generosity of people has never slowed.
Craft shows abound. Familiar red kettles appear and bell ringers man their posts outside of stores and at the malls.
The beautiful greens of the surrounding mountains, have changed to vibrant earth tone hues, with leaves everywhere fluttering in their annual autumnal dance to the ground. As they land, they bring the promise of another year in the offing- after every fall, another spring will come.
As this year rolls to a close, I thank you for your support of The Chimney Rock Chronicle, for reading our words, and responding. We look forward to the coming 12 months and what 2022 has in store for all of us! Writers and readers and community alike!
See you next year!
All is well here at Mountain Meadows, this December 2021.