Monday, February 3, 2014

Another Snowy Day

These entries sound like posts from the weather channel.

At my window, in our courtyard, the Darkeyed Juncos, otherwise known as Snow Birds, hunker down.

photo by Anne Bouwer

Here's a poem by Emily Dickinson:

The sky is low, the clouds are mean,

The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A travelling flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.

A narrow wind complains all day
How some one treated him;
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem.

I like this painting by Lorraine Rimmelin:

and also this one, by Jessica Boehman, entitled  "Hibernation."  This is how I feel today.

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