Sun-kissed skies aren’t just about
Warm beaches and a hot blazing sun.
They are also about
The way the November sun paints
The tree tops with gold and pink.
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Whether in the early morning,
With fog and stripes of light;
Or dressed in purple gauze
At first light;
And even winging away at sunset
On the tips of feathers —
September’s swan song is beautiful.
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Late August is a beautiful time of year
Fields of gold glow in the early morning;
Curtains of light float to the ground;
And diamond drops glitter
In the deliciously chilly air.
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This winter saw some golden mornings —
With treetops tinged by hoar frost and the first rays of the sun,
So that the very trees looked
As if they were floating in mist and diamonds.
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One of my favourite early morning sights
Was the old jetty
Stretching into the beyond.
(I’m away all weekend so won’t be able to visit your blogs.)
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The sun rises —
Presenting the new day as a gift
Tied up with purple ribbons.
(Dog not included… ;-))
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Sometimes dawn comes creeping with its beauty
Through intricate branches like patterns of lace —
Catching you unawares in open spaces
With its rosy fingers.
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The dawn glowed apricot
And the moon hung gloriously golden in the sky.
Ruby loves jumping up onto rocks —
The higher the better.
Photo taken with my iPhone.
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One morning in late November,
Just as the ice was forming on the lake,
The houses on the far shore were lit up like a necklace of lights.
One in particular was ablaze —
What a glorious view it must be from those windows!
The sun rose slowly
Turning the world into a tapestry of lilacs and pinks,
Stitched together with clouds.
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13 December is Lucia – one of my favourite times of year.
Lucia is all about children dressed in white and carrying candles
To symbolize hope and light in the darkness.
The dawn that day didn’t disappoint either.
It blazed with light and colour,
So that dogs (and people) seemed small and humble
Under the huge lilac sky;
And paw prints were etched across a purple
Canopy of snow – leading the eye
To that glorious sky of hope.
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