Prepping for winter the trees are now bare.
Tossing their branches. Swaying with care.
Creating a dance only they can hear.
Music and rhythm the birds must land near.
Tag: winter
Bare.
Ready for winters blast
of snow and cold, frosty paths.
The trees are bare.
Waiting. Resting.
In the chill.
Accepting Winter
Trees are bare, well most of them. Open branches to the sky.
Dormant and resting. Quietly accepting their place in the winter
landscape. Even if winter has not yet begun, autumn is getting quieter
as she hands over the reigns. To colder shorter days.
Invigorating Wind
The air was alive with crisp, cold, invigorating wind.
Hitting her face, causing her to feel every piece of skin.
Often we think of the cold as numbing, but it really is alive.
Causing every cell to dance in an effort to keep warm.
She felt it. Deep in the marrow of her being. A wholeness so alive,
So glorious, it shone brighter than the sun.
She wanted nothing more than to shout it from the rooftops.
‘I’m alive!’
Instead she finished walking toward the chicken coop to clean it out.
Apologizing to the birds for causing them to leave the warmth of their home,
But knowing it would be temporary as the cleaning did not take long.
Smiling as she worked. Feeling the rhythm, like a dance, scoop, turn, toss, repeat.
Until back outside, in the invigorating wind. Feeling alive again.
Seeing the moments for what they are, and reveling in the beauty of the day.
Calling the chickens back inside.
They chirp quietly from their spot on the front porch.
Not quite ready to go in. Puffed and enjoying the cold, invigorating wind.
It Snowed Today
It was God’s way to wash
the world in a blanket of white
purify and delight
hold up all our rights
change the course in the night.
It was God’s will to blanket our world.
Extinguish the greys with the brightest of whites.
Blinding in our delight.
Thank you for the new day. For this beautiful sight.
Dancing On The Wind
The snowflakes fall with quiet
Soft swirls. Dancing on the wind.
Without a care in the world.
Beautiful and serene they float to the ground.
Blanketing the world in clean, white glitter.
Holding all the magic. Frozen to the ground.
The Heart Of Winter
Chilled and cold
Wrapped in many layers
Finding warmth in shelter
From the ice and snow
Looking out at the world
A reflection of a face
Looking back at
The heart of winter
Time to reflect and relax
Ice Panther
Cold, crisp, icy.
Frozen to the ground.
No pouncing.
No climbing.
Yet there is a brilliant smile.
Standing still.
In the chill.
Till the sun finds
Ice panther.
Formed by what?
Who cares!
It’s nature art!
