Morning snow, heavy big flakes and, with no wind, the bare tree branches were soon covered in a few inches of fluffy white.
Seeking Light’s clarity
Waitin for the grey sky
Dawn to erupt and distract.
Once again, to see brown
Branches reaching and birds
Flying out of the tangle.
In drab winter, look up.
Changing color every second
Blues above, red, orange,
Yellows on the horizon
Clouds changing configuration
Moving in unseen wind
Startling, unique forms
As if every sunrise is new.
December made way for January
overnight. The temperature fell,
celebrations ended just as a long
winter month began. Inside, the tree
is drooping. The smell of butter
cookies lingers underneath the New
Year’s roast. It is time for the cold
to coat the land frosty white and wind
to whip stiff branches that, like bones,
rattle as they swing. Yet, today is one
minute longer than yesterday.
Happy New Year!
How to get ready?
What is needed? What
can be left in the closet?
I would like to leave the scars at home. The tough skin designed to protect from further damage can get very heavy. Not possible. The scars travel with me. I can leave false friendships. That will certainly lighten the load. I have to take love but that won’t be easy to carry. It’s so very fragile, so prone to fading and fraying. I must be cautious. Luckily, memories are stowed in the mind and, though weighty to someone like me who has lived decades, they travel compactly. I will take the self-confident look, the friendly smile, the understanding that comes from long life. Although anxiety and sadness and fear are coming, I am packing them in travel size bottles that meet Transportation Security Administration requirements.
My favorite thing to photograph is nature especially sunrises, sunsets and cloud formations. I find them to be some of the best examples of everyday beauty.
You ask: Did I like swinging? Yes, yes, yes. I spend most of my elementary school afternoon at the playground next to the school. I became an ace at jumping off the swing just at the right moment to land in a pile of autumn leaves.
There have been many surprises about blogging for me but, the biggest is the large, very active community of bloggers I have met. It is so unlike the isolated atmosphere of writing for print.
And, finally, my 5 favorite desserts are:
1. Apple Pie
3. Vanilla Ice Cream
4. Coffee Gelato