Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter… four seasons of vanishing or leading lines
Tag: snow
Foto Friday #71
“What good is the warmth of summer,
without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.”
~John Steinbeck
Frigid
Frigid is the heart
consumed with thoughts of self-worth
void of compassion
for Ragtag Daily Prompt: Frigid
Photo taken in Glacier Bay, Alaska
PS – Happy 2020 to all my blogging friends!
Foto Friday #68
Pure and simple snow
enhances nature’s beauty
covers man-made scars
For Ragtag Daily Prompt: Sparkle
(because in the maze a setting sun sparkles through the trees!)
Foto Friday #65
A white cruise ship takes us on a journey to the white and icy world of Alaska, and in Scotland we wonder if the white Blair Castle is haunted by white knights. Meanwhile, in our own backyard… beauty abounds when white clouds decorate a bright blue sky.
Foto Friday #61
Fall… say hello to Winter!
Flying proud!
Posing pelicans!
Neighbors for eternity!
Two of something – for Lens Artists Challenge #69 – Seeing Double
Winter Wonderland
Hello… Spring? This is Winter. Are you ever coming back???
Photo taken with cell phone
When You’re Not Here
Days are bleak and cold
Without you here beside me
I feel so alone
Rest assured, dear readers, that I am neither sad nor alone; but the sight of this snow-covered glider speaks of solitude to me, thus prompting the Haiku.
The main rule of Haiku writing, of course, is three lines containing 5, 7 and 5 syllables respectively, but there are many acceptable ways to accomplish that. One popular technique is the “complete thought per two lines” rule. Imagine if I removed the third line. Would the first two lines form a complete sentence or thought? Conversely, if the first line was removed, would the second and third lines be complete? When You’re Not Here is an example of this technique.
Wishing you warmth and contentment today and always,
Grammy
Tracks in the Snow
A poem for my grandchildren:
This morning from my window I saw tracks in the snow.
“Look!” I said to Momma, “Can we see where they go?”
“It’s cold outside!” she answered, “Are you sure you want to do that?”
“Oh, I do!” I said to Momma, “I’ll go get my coat and hat!”
So, I ran to the closet where we keep our winter clothes.
I pulled out boots and mittens plus a scarf to shield my nose.
With Momma bundled up like me, we stepped outside together.
So warmly we had dressed ourselves we didn’t mind the weather.
Tracks led us to the river, then up the rocky ridge,
through the brush and bramble and over the narrow bridge.
We heard a sound then turned to see a fawn and graceful doe
huddled close together under branches hanging low.
The baby deer lay on the ground curled up fast asleep
on a simple bed of crusty leaves where the snow was not as deep.
The doe leaped to attention watching every move we made,
but we were nice and quiet, so she wouldn’t be afraid.
I looked into her big brown eyes and softly said “Hello!”
“So, you’re the ones who left behind the tracks in the snow.”
As Momma took me by the hand, we slowly backed away
from the handsome gentle creatures who had surely made my day.
Across the bridge and through the brush, then up to the plateau,
we paused for just a moment to enjoy the view below.
So brightly the sun glistened that each snowflake was a jewel,
just like glitter on a picture that I had made at school.
Back home I shed my coat and hat. Somewhere I’d lost a mitten.
“Hot chocolate?” Momma asked me as she headed for the kitchen.
“Thanks”, I said to Momma when she handed me a cup.
It tasted great, but really, it’s her smile that warmed me up!
I sat down by the window just as I had done that morning
with thoughts of all we’d seen and done while we were out exploring.
I gazed down to the path where we had been not long ago.
“Look!” I said to Momma, “we made tracks in the snow!”
Always find joy in the little things, my dears!
with love,
Grammy
Nancy Merrill Post a Day: The Things That Matter Most
Foto Friday #20
“Every mountain top is within reach if you just keep climbing.”
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Photo taken near Haines, Alaska
