A Quiet Winter Day

It is quiet.

Only the sound of my sweeping up oak leaves off of my deck.

No demonic leaf blowers.

No blasting music.

Just the occasional sounds of children playing from the school blocks way from my highest house on the hill. Of course birds and squirrels chirping to each other before their afternoon naps.

We savor the quiet, not just at night but at all times. I savor the peace from sweeping, or digging in the dirt in order to make springtime magic.

Now I’m here writing my thoughts. The only sounds are a ticking clock, my snoring dog, and a jet flying in the distance. My back door is open. Today it is still cold but not a bitter cold. It is 58 degrees out which is relatively hot for the rest of the country in winter.

The branches of my lemon and orange trees are sagging with ripe fruit. Roses and daylilies are still attempting to put out buds and bloom. Lettuces are quickly growing in the garden.

Secrets are buried deep as well.

My brother Aaron said the pandemic is far from over. He made a joke about Werewolves getting their Covid boosters along with rabies shots. We got vaccinated just because it was what we needed to do. Yes, you might think we don’t need them, but one never knows. If it wasn’t for past plagues there would be a lot more of our kind. A lot more. Myths and ignorant thoughts abound, especially around pandemics and plagues.

Ignorance is never quiet. It is like a leaf blower going on for hours, not doing much good, and bothering everyone around it.

The truth is often silent, never boasting or posturing. You’d think it would be the other way around.

Aaron and I talk about how weird it has been the past few years and so isolating for just about everyone.

Still, I savor my quiet alone times even more than ever. I miss my children. I love being with my husband. I miss friends and activities. That doesn’t mean that I’m lost. And sometimes it isn’t a bad thing to be lost in yourself. It really isn’t.

Stay safe. Wear a mask when required. Check in on those who might be alone, those who are elderly, or those those who might need extra help. Avoid negative people. Hug your dogs and cats. Call your kids if they don’t live with you. Remember that even if they’re grown they are still your kids. Be kind. Don’t be a dick. And of course, kiss a Vampire (you’ll thank me for it later.)

~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman

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