A couple of weeks ago,
Simson and I sneaked out of the house very early
To enjoy the soft, pink dawn.
We saw a line of ducks
Flung against the purple canopy of the sky.
They flew past like scattered leaves,
While we remained – marvelling at the way dawn unfurls.
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The early morning sky caught fire
And spread its blaze of glory
To the mirror of the lake.
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Winter is at its best during early spring.
After days of warmth,
A fresh snowfall looks so pretty.
The hazel flowers covered in ice
Captured my imagination.
Spring is about taking two steps back
And one step forward —
So we may as well enjoy the spring salsa.
Just like Ruby
And Simson (that’s him goofing around in the background) do.
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We celebrated the spring equinox
With snow and blue skies.
Sparkled from daring buds —
The fuzzy catkins
Looked lovely in their cold diamond earrings,
And the hazel flowers
Glittered in the sunlight.
Even though it was still winter on a spring day —
Those sparkly skies were beautiful and uplifting.
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The blushing apricot tones
Of dawn light up the sky,
And bring a sparkle
To the trees wearing
Their winter dress of hoar frost.
Then the dawn mellows
Into a melody of lilac and pink
Over the old church across the frozen lake.
Who says cold isn’t beautiful?
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November was mild and grey —
But one day, the sun broke through the cover
To create a lovely golden horizon of trees.
Clouds floated by
In rainbow colours,
And, of course, Ruby had to pose
At the end of the jetty under the silver sky.
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If you could see cold —
Then it might be painted with frost and lilac
And the first blush of a late winter dawn.
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I hope you travel through the coming year
With light and love in your hearts.
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You can be tattered, but still beautiful.
My father is ill so I’m in England visiting him and won’t be replying to your kind comments.
See you at the end of the week.
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Misty curtains part,
Dawn appears through the cracks
With fingers of light.
Time to stop and gaze in wonder;
And let the busy pause.
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