Urge for Going

This time of year I find myself in a constant state of longing. I long to be in Germany, amidst the Christmas markets, purchasing some gifts at the artisans stalls, walking along in the snow downtown, going into stores like H&M, or my favorite little yarn store, that I can't recall the name of for the life of me, on that corner next to Nanu Nana. I miss eating fresh hot chocolate, made with real thick creamy cocoa, eating bratwurst, and fresh pastries.

I miss going into Starbucks in a big city and them giving you a real mug to use while sitting down to thaw off a bit of the cold.

I miss the wonderment of that first snow fall.

Awaking to find, like a gift, our little town blanketed in snow, and then the insurmountable thoughts of snow ball fights, and sledding.

Catching snow flakes on my tongue.

Aah, so many happy memories, and yet I don't know how to describe this feeling of being pulled in two directions.

I love my time in Germany but also love my time in Texas.
Somehow all this has translated into me wanting to travel, go somewhere new... making me reminisce about a time quite a bit ago now that I will always cherish.
I feel so lucky to have had those precious moments.

This longing to travel, reminded me of one of my favorite Joni Mitchell songs: Urge for Going.

Listen and enjoy!

"Urge For Going"
I awoke today and found the frost perched on the town
It hovered in a frozen sky, then it gobbled summer down
When the sun turns traitor cold
And shivering trees are standing in a naked row
I get the urge for going but I never seem to go

I get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in

I had me a man in summertime
He had summer-colored skin
And not another girl in town
My darling's heart could win
But when the leaves fell trembling down
Bully winds did rub their faces in the snow
He got the urge for going And I had to let him go

He got the urge for going
When the meadow grass was turning brown
Summertime was falling down and winter was closing in

The warriors of winter they gave a cold triumphant shout
And all that stays is dying and all that lives is getting out
See the geese in chevron flight flapping and racing on before the snow
They've got the urge for going, they've got the wings to go

They get the urge for going
When the meadow grass is turning brown
Summertime is falling down and winter is closing in

I'll ply the fire with kindling and pull the blankets to my chin
And I'll lock the vagrant winter out and bolt my wandering in
I'd like to call back summertime and have her stay just another month or so
But she's got the urge for going and I guess she'll have to go

And she get the urge for going when meadow grass is turning brown
All her empires are falling down
Winter's closing in

Hoping your holidays were a pleasure!

XOXO, Callie

the magical bean