Some Good Times...keepin on coming

Last night-on the eve of my 38th birthday, My good friends, the Plants, came over to warm their toes and clink their glasses by our woodstove. Sparkly lights still on, nachos to crunch, cider to drown and good conversation into a wintery eve. It makes a body appreciate this extended cold season!
And so, I have spent the day in nostalgia-realizing the wealth of friendships that I am fairly stewing in...Thickening plots and distinctively flavoured- better with time, and spicier too!

I am so very thankful today for my friends, and for my family-and for the friends who have become a family. Today I went back to a website to commemorate my friend Doug, and found a poem there that struck my once again about how life can be lived so very openly without fear, without worry or cynicism..by this one man...and maybe, by us all.
I am heading into a new year.
I am only hoping to be so open.

Dooger

Open Smile
Laugh Man

Open Life
Truth Man

Open Arms
Hug Man

Open Home
Share Man

Open Case
Music Man

Open Eyes
Alive Man

Open Fly
Comic Man

Open Mug
Coffee Man

Open Sky
Mountain Man

Open Valley
River Man

Open Earth
Sleep Man

Open Stage
Missing Man

Missing Man
Missing Man

Bernie Plant May 2006