Icewind's Ramblings

I had the pleasure of hearing this several times many years ago in Atlanta during concerts by John Denver.   It was relevant back then and continues today with the world on the brink of unthinkable horror to each other. As you approach the holiday season please be mindful of those who serve and those who are less fortunate than ourselves, enjoy the holiday season.   In this holiday season . . . I give you “The Box”   Once upon a time in the land of hushabye Around about the wondrous days of yore They came across a sort of Box Bound up with chains and locked with locks And labeled “Kindly do not touch, its War!” Decree was issued round about All with a flourish and a shout And a gaily colored mascot tripping lightly on before Don’t fiddle with this deadly box or break the chains or pick the locks And please, don’t ever play about with War Well, the children understood Children happen to be good They were just as good around the time of yore They did

Over the last several months I have been letting my blog fall by the wayside as other endeavors have had my attention.   I think Life happens to all of us and at times we go through periods where we take a break from some part(s) of our lives while speeding up other parts. There have been many changes for me over the last year and with it there have been many times I have not felt like writing anything that I wanted to post to this blog but during that time I have continued to write working on other projects.   Some were personal in nature and will probably never be shared whiles others were a shared specifically as I saw fit depending on what was happening with me at the time. As many of you know over the last year and a half I had changes in my life with my marriage of 25 years and with my children which brought about some things which at my first thought I may not have realized or was able to think about during that time.   The divorce was bittersweet for me as things h

Life Observation # 160 . . .    Trust is the invisible bond that holds all of human interaction together. Without it, we are all alone and dysfunctional.   Ice