My Way of Living [08/17/16] 

  • The Unknown Winter

    The season of trying to stay warm.Keeping it all together as things fall apart.White sprinkled from the sky with heavy hand.Coats the ground, covers fence posts, and branches.Makes a soft pillow of the barren fields, decorates with ice. Quail gather under windows, puff feathers, cluck, preen.Snowploughs scrape roads already rough,…

  • Today… autumn told us she’s coming to visit

    We got a call this morning from a old friend called Autumn. She said she is coming to visit, bringing russets and browns, gold's, and glimmers. But Autumn we told her, it’s too soon to visit us, we are not prepared, she merely blew out a chilly breath out on us, and laughed. She will tread lightly through the turning flowers that’…