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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There is nothing as magnificent
As those big lavender and gold skies —
And the total joy
Of two dogs running through the purple:
Living as if someone left the gate open.
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It’s been a mild winter
With skies of silver and grey.
The outlook from where I’m standing though
Is all good.
“You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just weather.” — Pema Chodron
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It was the magical ending to a day on the frozen lake:
Pearls of gold
And the deep silence that only snow can bring.
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All bundled up for a wintry walk.
The sighing of the setting sun
Paints the trees with gold.
A lone skater – on thin ice – whizzes by,
His singing skates echoed
By the honking farewells of the last swans of winter.
For more golden thoughts, please visit: Skywatch.
The last day of November was gloriously cold:
A frosted universe presented itself —
Frosty flowers that looked like stars floating in the cosmos;
Small ice crystals in the shape of
Trees on the postbox lock;
A storm passed through
And left frozen waves in its wake;
A bird hiding out in the icy reeds
Sang a morning song;
And yes, even a rubbish bin
Transformed into something greater than itself
In the frosted sun.
For more frosted times, please visit: Our World.
April seems stuck in the beauty of winter.
A couple of weeks ago, we enjoyed
A pink panorama of big skies and fluffy clouds.
And only a couple of days ago,
The snow cover on the lake was gone
And the cold mist seemed to make
The clouds as silver and soft as silk.
Gently, almost secretly, spring is approaching!
For more panoramas, please visit: Skywatch.
No matter who you are
Or what you look like,
A bad hair day can be much improved
By adding some extra sparkle and snow!
I’m off to Paris with my daughter for a few days, so please excuse me if I don’t visit you.
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