our "January thaw" which typically lasts a week, maybe 10 days lasted all month. i admit to feeling betwixt and between it was so warm so mild it was hard to remember that the vernal equinox is stil many weeks away.
6-12 inches of snow tomorrow night? that's what the tv people are saying. it feels like it could happen: cold very very cold birds are busy at the feeders i'm going downstairs to turn up the thermostat and check the seed supply.
from my archives: the poem is Emily Dickinson's the photographs are from my student days you've seen one of them before (i'm still struggling with black and white imagery in this digital medium attempting to capture a better representation of the essence of silver prints...) click to enlarge a bit
I robbed the woods
The trusting Woods--
The unsuspecting Trees
Brought out their Burs and mosses
My fantasy to please--
I scanned their trinkets curious-- I grasped--I bore away--
What will the solemn Hemlock-- What will the Oak tree say?
yes, Laura, i'll still want to explore the woods in March
curious: in our neck of the woods mild winters come with days of mostly grey skies. i confess that not only do i love snowstorms i love the brilliantly blue, puffy-cloud filled skies that usually follow...however we do have glorious sunsets even with warm, grey winter skies.