Friday, February 4, 2011
Six More Weeks
Today I Feel adventuresome. There was something in today's sunrise, a glow of rose pink in the clouds. The gray sky of a morning winter was trying for a cover up, but a bit of sun peaked through.
Spring was touching the world for the first time this new year, reaching out ready to awaken the world from sleep, I witnessed her this morning, among the deadened sky.
But old man winter knows he's not done just yet. There still is time for his taunts, and tantrums.
Six weeks can be whole eternities for a tiny snow crystal.
As if to remind me of his presence, a cold breath washed over my face, seeking the warmth beneath my coat.
Be warned, Winter, Spring is coming.