Aw, come on, you know you’ve missed it. Maybe not right away. Probably on that first or second really hot, humid day, when you could cut the humidity with a knife, your house felt like a sauna and the candy bar your kids left in the car melted on the front seat. Yup. Winter. That coolly refreshing time of year when the air is brisk and…
Oh who am I kidding? I don’t miss it either. I want to languish in every bit of the sunny warmth of summer every minute that I can. I want to be outside all day, instead of running from car to work to house fleeing from the cold. I just can’t get enough of it. This is the only time of year when I can get away with wearing only one sweater instead of two, and by gosh, I’m ready for it. But in the meantime, enjoy my winter pics and hope that the weather they harbinge is at least a good six months away.
An icy meal.
Mr. Snowman's snow pile.
Iced branches.
Huffygirl’s Ode to Winter
The ice, the snow, the slush, the sleet, you run inside to get some heat, the icy falls beneath your feet, winter.
The wind is cold, the trees are bare, there’s icicles within your hair, the weather’s bad, tho’ forecast “fair”, winter.
Your driveway is a pile of slush, fingers so cold they’ve turned to mush, the chilly sun the cold has hushed, winter.
Yet sun peeks out ‘neath winter’s glare, a hint of spring is in the air, and fin’lly solstice winnows fair, winter summer!
Happy summer sailing!
© Huffygirl 2011
(Ode to Winter, original poem by Huffygirl)
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