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Tag Archives: Winter
morning resolves – January 18
1.18 pale ring-bound moon through snow tipped early morning branches greets like a fairy dell tale on my walk to the morning paper. drifted soft snow pits over my pajama bottoms but no mind. the first cup of coffee … Continue reading
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Tagged appreciation, contentment, familiarity, grace, habits, home, morning, patterns, routine, Winter
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Jack Frost Face – January 12
1.12 A Jack Frost face gazes from the frozen water fall. Black eyes, bulbous nose and slash mouth peering somberly, soberly at we who pass by. He will stay the while in his frozen world, a king of hoarfrost … Continue reading
afternoon firestove – January 8
1.8.2014 afternoon firestove warms soles, soul, heart and hearth for reading a book, cat’s napping, dog snoozing toesies keeping. listen to the faint crackle, read lies and life into the leaping oranges blues and hissing waters that bubble atop … Continue reading
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Tagged appreciation, cabin, comfort, fire, peacefulness, stoves, warmth, weather, Winter
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crisp crinkly snow squeaks – January 4
1.4.14 crisp crinkly snow squeaks underfoot. the dog rushes ahead then stops to snuff at whatever relieved itself at trailside. our boots mark the pace forward though even a step to the side will leave us with unsure footing. … Continue reading
at the turning of the year – December 31
12.31 wide flat snow fields fade up into the sky, pink blushes sliding by at the horizon as we travel north towards homes that have forgotten the prairie runs which gave them life. breath catches in our throats like … Continue reading
nine round bodies – December 28
12.28 nine round bodies stark black on bare branches against a blazing blue winter sky cardinals, as they turn profile, plump against the fringe of snow, wind and chill. they huddle and keep each other company, nestling to … Continue reading
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Tagged birds, cardinals, cold, collaboration, companions, company, desperation, habitats, life, nesting, refuge, shelter, Winter
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good morning moon – December 26
12.26 good morning moon shining through bare winter limbs to say hello. stark, clear, magical norman rockwell in brilliance, you greet us. the quiet before dawn speaks volumes. —————-
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Tagged cold, dawn, grace, meditation, moon, morning, Norman Rockwell, quiet, Silence, simplicity, sky, spare, sparse, speech, Winter
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first snow squirrel – December 4
12.4 first snow squirrel digs through to the leaves and twigs beneath. half body deep into the drifts, catamaran tail balancing, she finds old seeds locked in, tucked away for just such time, her 401K of nature’s harvest. … Continue reading
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Tagged foresight, investment, nature, preparation, reward, snow, squirrels, Winter
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skyframe – November 14
11.14 nests dot the skyframe, treetops gone bare but not barren. life exudes, sways, hides high and unbidden from below. the sun bears off my coat, a twist of fate in the November day, unexpected smiles and warming between … Continue reading
birds are huddling – November 9
11.9 birds are huddling on the feeding tube perches for food and protection as the blasts chill in, shivering in the shrubbery to generate body heat, as if the fire of life was not enough on its own to … Continue reading