All the live long day,
Wind
And relentless
Heavy, wet snow.
Frozen pines hang low,
Next door cherry is bent to the ground,
But the willows, tall on the hill,
have been blown free of cover
and are waving almost gaily,
without intended rudeness.
“Enter when you will, take what you need, leave something of yourself when you go” I have a friend I met over a bottle of scotch in a Brandywine Valley bed & breakfast some odd years ago who travels constantly and widely, sending me bits and pieces of the world as he goes. Each picture […]
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