Spring on ice is a lovely performance
With frozen splashes of purple,
Iced over buds of yellow
And the green candles of evergreens
Decorated with nature’s lights of ice.
(As you can see, we’ve have had some cold weather this week.)
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Saturday morning was well below freezing.
Passing by the local church, I saw
A riot of colours on the grass.
Bouquets of flowers for the departed:
From iced-over pastel pink
And bright, frosted
Folds of orange
To the quieter tones
Of white beauty.
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The power of winter
Stops water in its tracks —
Freezing reflections and skies
Onto its icy surface.
Scenes like this make me want to burst out into song: ‘The cold never bothered me anyway.’
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The early winter light
Is all about long, warm shadows;
It’s about painting frozen trees
With golden lace
And transforming the sky
Into a wonder of pink and gold.
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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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Back in February, we took a trip to visit a new friend
Living on the shore of a large inland lake.
Some boats were marooned in the harbour
And people strolled out onto the frozen lake
To enjoy the view.
I felt all buoyed up
By the dazzling snow and sunlight.
Just as we were leaving,
The sun made a glorious spectacle of itself
Casting a golden glow over this winter’s tale.
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It’s been a fairly mild winter again.
But back in December, we enjoyed a week or so of wonderland!
I found some lamps ready to light the way
And a little brown cabin
Enjoying the view of the frozen lake.
This magnificent tree
Looked lovely in its winter dress of hoar frost —
As did Ruby!
But my favourite sight has to be
This hidden red cottage
Nestled in a bed of frosted branches.
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Sometimes I like to imagine that
The frozen over lake is a beach —
A different kind of beach
With frozen waves
And a golden glow that isn’t from sand
But from the setting winter sun.
(Sometimes it’s great to have a vivid imagination!)
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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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A while back – before the ice melted on the lake —
Stormy pink clouds attracted my attention.
Among the reflected clouds,
I saw a feathered group of swans,
Enjoying the dawn.
They remained there for a long time,
As if frozen to the ice.
Later on, they were gone
And only their memory — along with the clouds —
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