Doff Thy Threads

Doff Thy Threads

Red has doffed her winter look within days after hailing it. But will I spring about carefree without mine from now on?

A Heavy Moment to Behold

A Heavy Moment to Behold

Branches, in their winter coatsA marvel of entanglement.Bare, boldsimply existing.Glistening in its a la mode cloak with an ecstatic sense of new wisdom against a whitewashed sky.Here we are again,another roundand into a new.

Underneath It All

Underneath It All

Still embracing us, still welcoming us, even after she quietly slips on her winter coat afresh.

Cloaked

Cloaked

Overhead a creek, a homestead.Within earshot, a waterfall.Amidst slender, stretching sentient protectors, a deepening fondness.A white fluffy blanket to cover it all, here let me show you how it was laid out.

Magic Sparkles

This was unexpected, or was I expecting sparkles to magically fall from the heavens?