A week that started on a familiar path
with a crooked line and ended with a burst of snow.
It’s 2022. Much has changed, but much remains the same.
Our hopes for the vaccine have been undermined
by variants that threaten to undo progress.
In spited of being vaccinated and “boostered,”
we’re still masked and approaching routine activities with caution.
But bread is baked, and random acts of creativity elicit smiles of delight.
A candle glows with memories of happy times with family
in the shadow of majestic mountains.
To a writer, even a casual one, a new year is a blank page.
An opportunity to document the passage of time.