We drove down one cold Sunday.
We drove to the cabin.
Temperatures were mild, snow melting.
Cabins were colder inside, than day outside
We wanted to hang out and chill
but the chill of the cabins kept us from that.
We checked cabins and grounds for problems.
We put away, rearranged and pondered.
We admired and remembered
and what I do most, I took pictures
I took photos of shapes and colors and things
that please my eye.
My eye will be more pleased
when the calendar says Spring.
When trees are budding, tulips peeking
and the temperatures moderate.
My eye will be more pleased
when the calendar says Spring.
When trees are budding, tulips peeking
and the temperatures moderate.
2 comments:
It's got to come eventually, right???
I could see myself sitting on that wicker chair with my feet on the foot stool reading a book . . . very cozy! I like the light coming through from behind.
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