Indulge me as I revel in the joy of dogs.
(This is our dear Oscar – gone but not forgotten.)
They know how to live life
So fully and happily and goofily
(Life is better with a bit of silliness in it and Simson is our little goofball.)
They know how to greet friends
With open paws and make them feel appreciated
(This is Alba, a friend’s dog.)
And they know that a smile and some snow
Is the best cosmetic in the world,
(Just like our Ruby).
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It’s been gloomy and grey here
And I’m sad to see winter trying to say farewell.
But sometimes, all you have to do
Is look up (and hope you have your camera with you)
And appreciate the rays of light where you find them.
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When the broken yolk of the sun
Splashed over the ice,
I knew a wonderful sky was coming.
(I snapped Ruby with my mobile phone.)
I rushed home to get my ‘big’ camera
And was just in time
To see the sky
Romancing the snow.
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A little piece of Oscar was returned to us
In the shape of this furry boy – Simson, who is 16 months old.
He’s living with us for a while (hopefully, forever)
And is in constant motion.
(Long-time friends of this blog will know that I took lots of pictures of Oscar like this…)
When he does slow down,
He is adorably goofy.
(Picture taken with the anklebiters on his Christmas visit with us.)
Ruby enjoys his company –
In fact, I’d say that best friends stick together. (Excuse the pun!)
And when I asked them to pose and say cheese, I got this!
(Someone always closes their eyes just as the shutter clicks, don’t they?)
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Winter is a time when you can wake up
And find yourself in Narnia.
Sometimes not having a sky is the best kind of sky!
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Maybe I’ve lived in Sweden for too long —
But that first ice on the lake always gets a shout of joy from me!
It’s fun to explore
And find icy eyelashes on leaves
And diamond-studded benches.
Later on that afternoon,
I found the heart of winter
In the purple of the setting sun.
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I hope you travel through the coming year
With light and love in your hearts.
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My favourite sky is the intense blue of winter
Crisscrossed with ice contrails.
(This photo was taken last winter.)
This year winter has been too mild (in comparison)
And so we’ve had to enjoy the misty blues of winter fog
Shrouding a Viking church.
Whichever way you look at it, it’s all good.
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This is a winter’s tail
(Excuse the pun!)
A tale of how snow decorates
How the bare bones of winter
Have their own stark beauty.
The woods have a deep magic —
Although it helps to have a sweet Rottweiler puppy in the picture too!
And here, a lone wooden cottage
Seems to be bathing in snow kisses.
There’s more s-now business like snow business over at: Our World Tuesday.
Winter has been so brief this year…
Just like life, the ice crystals
Created art for only a short while.
Metal poles on the jetty
Became abstract things of beauty.
Ice turned trees
Into silver tapestries.
And at the foot of the ladder on the jetty —
A heart of ice
Warmed the day.
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