Some views of the front deck and the garage.
It’s that time of year again! This photo of me having one of the times of my life!
Well, Spring is on the way, I heard! We here in Northern Ohio escaped most of the big snow storm this past week, which is fine with me, but the news weather people were quite disappointed. It is always so heartening the way they put on parkas and mittens and various snow gear and wadeContinue reading “Snow Drifts, and The Night of the Tomato, revisited”
when the snow covers the meadow in silence so profound dreams of daisies linger long after petal fall © Sometimes, 2017 The Shadorma is one of my favorite poetic forms. It consists of six lines… of 3, 5, 3, 3, 7, and 5 syllables…respectively.
(Day 12, 2017) which is worse…cold crisp snow that freezes the toes and tip of the nose that chills our livers and sends shivers up the spine —or melting slush of wet and grime? in place of charming crunch of boots and pinching cheeks rosy and frosting young shoots discouraged from peeping ‘oer the sturdy ground that protects from sinkingContinue reading “ambivalence”
Enough already! The balloon flowers remind… it won’t be long now
Today is a day of white light, ’tis not just any other day following a restless sleep or moving with care by night light. Snow brings reflection, in more ways than one, signaling deep thought on one hand– the other, bright glitter returned by the Sun, accenting tree shadow bands. Snowfall brings Beauty and Duty…Continue reading “Today”
Snowflakes graceful, unique… charming, gently falling, disarming when turning into Snowdrifts! ©Sometimes,2016
We tend to be giddy, recalling snow as a kiddie over our heads in drifts. We remember it fondly… the frozen mittens and scarves, awkward in snowsuits, red nose, rosy cheeks….so cold that the fingers refused to move. Our plaintive pleas echo across the ages: “I’m not cold, Mama! Please let me stay out!” TheContinue reading “Relativity of Coldness”