Pay attention. Following my train of thought might prove a bit challenging.
As I was admiring the flight of one of my golf shots recently, I couldn’t help but notice the bright blue sky, the luscious green surroundings and the white little ball heading in the right direction for a change. When Ponce De Leon named Florida The Sunshine State he knew exactly what he was talking about. But today’s message has nothing to do with Florida, golf or whether the Mets have a snowballs chance in hell to win a pennant come summertime.
It has everything to do with the way things work … and should work … and more often than not, do work.
The warm day simply served as a reminder of how cold it is up north this time of year. This brought a smile to my face because it is suppose to be cold up north. I knew that the snow would bring an abundance of melting water, and with the spring thaw would make things grow. I knew the melting snow would then fill Lake Otsego so that I would not have to navigate rocks like I did last summer thanks to a low water level due to a lack of snow last winter. In turn, the frozen lake would kill much of the “stuff” so that next summer the “stuff’ would not foul my propeller like it did last summer.
I found joy in the fact that Mother Nature is doing her thing this year the way she is supposed to do it. That she is “on the case” and life is good. Last year I think the good Mother wintered in Barbados. But where is the message?
Tune it: Life, more often than not, unfolds exactly the way it is suppose to unfold. That is, unless you insist on doing something absolutely stupid, like shoot yourself in the foot or putting a crimp in the unfolding.
You too are going to enjoy warm days, cold days, good days and bad days. They are all intertwined and rely on each other. This is as it should be.
So, when life seems to be whacking you in the side of the head, don’t despair. Just know that the frozen lake will be killing the algae and preparing you for some smooth pontooning in the not too distant future.
I better stop here since I am beginning to confuse myself.
Bottom Line: Hang on. You are in for one tremendous ride.
NOTE: I appreciate the fact that waxing eloquent about winter in all its glory is a lot easier from a golf course in Florida than it is from the narrow end of a snow shovel in Buffalo, NY.