Thursday, February 13, 2020

44/365

Snow Falling
(John James Piatt)

The wonderful snow is falling
Over river and woodland and wold;
The trees bear spectral blossom
In the moonshine blurr'd and cold.

Wednesday, February 12, 2020

Monday, February 10, 2020

41/365

It sneaks in crevices and onto window sills.
Piles up in soft layers over roads and hills,
Weighs down branches, envelopes bark,
Skips and flutters across the depth of dark.

Saturday, February 8, 2020

39/365

My love, the world is ours,
its reflective sapphire oceans,
its turquoise pine tree forests,
its topaz colored days,
its moonstone lit evenings.
(Maurice Yvonne)

Wednesday, February 5, 2020

Tuesday, February 4, 2020

Monday, February 3, 2020

34/365

Occasionally I wish I was still 5 years old or had access to the drugs they give you after a c-section!!

Sunday, February 2, 2020