By Kim L. Fritzemeier
KFRM Central Kansas Reporter
Farm Wife along the Stafford/Reno County Line
The night descending;
The marsh is frozen,
The river dead.
Through clouds like ashes
The red sun flashes
On village windows
That glimmer red."
- Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Afternoon in February
Solitude: For some, it may mean loneliness. For others, it may be a welcomed time apart. It's all in how you look at it, isn't it?
The Kansas plains provide a backdrop for solitude. One feels small and insignificant as day says hello to night under the vastness of a crayon-box-colored western sky.
But that same sky changes if you look from a different perspective. The plastic-covered windows of a stately old stone barn mute the fiery colors. This watered-down version is beautiful in a different way.
And isn't that true of solitude, too? Sometimes we want that riot of "noisiness" in our lives. We long for the color that other people and experiences can bring.
Yet there is a mystery to solitude and time alone. It's a time for rejuvenation ... a time for reflection ... a time of peace. It softens the edges of all the noise in the world, kind of like that barn window.
"There is a privacy about winter
which no other season gives you …
Only in winter…
can you have longer, quiet stretches
when you can savor belonging to yourself."
- Ruth Stout
Wishing you a time of peace today, friends, even in the midst of a hectic life.
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Tuesday 7th of February 2012 01:59:28 PM
Submitted by: Sam Oborny
Beautifully said. I do love the winter season but couldn't have put it so well into words, thank you!
Wednesday 8th of February 2012 08:15:22 AM
Submitted by: Kim.
Thank you so much for stopping by and taking time to comment. I truly appreciate that!