Community

You can find community anywhere. Sometimes it is with your neighbors. Sometimes in your church. But often with a group that shares some sort of interest. Our running group is that way; we love to be outside, no matter what the weather. For me, the worse the day, the more I feel like I've had a secret, special experience. The new snow feels soft underfoot. It clings to my eyelashes and the world becomes full of prisms, forcing me to rely on my other senses. We murmur to each other to watch for hidden spots of ice. We each do our own pace for repeats, but collect together for the next effort. Someone spots the hawk, hunkered down in the bare tree. Another wonders how the new calves are faring. And we all feel a joy that we didn't crawl back under the covers or we would have missed all this.