When I went out this morning, every leaf was edged in frost. And on my way home, a few flakes began to fall. Made me feel quite poetic! Schmutzie posted this poem a while ago on her blog, and I think it's really apt, so I'm sharing it with you all.
Isn't it a great poem? And, SNOW is forecast tonight! Crossing fingers!
Anonymous said…
You know I love this one :) t
Anonymous said…
I like to think of it this way... It took generations upon generations of ancestral meanderings for me to be born in the sunny Caribbean island of Trinidad. This must be for a reason! Bless you oh my wandering forefathers :)
your just-the-sight-of-that-picture -sends-shivers-through-my-bones-genetically-bred-for-the-tropics-descendant
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And have fun.
We've got several more months of this, too...
t
It took generations upon generations of ancestral meanderings for me to be born in the sunny Caribbean island of Trinidad. This must be for a reason! Bless you oh my wandering forefathers :)
your just-the-sight-of-that-picture -sends-shivers-through-my-bones-genetically-bred-for-the-tropics-descendant
vicki