snow and rain
snow and rain
We began here several years ago, and now the blog is a record of our seasons, which continues now. I thought I would look back and review some posts.
A few petunias
snapdragons, gold and white mums
the robins are gone.
Holding in my heart
as days become cold and dark
robins will return.
PEGASUS 1994 (print journal) and reprinted in a post September 22, 2018.
On Monday, we saw and heard red-winged blackbirds in Oostburg, Wisconsin. March 10, 2021
I heard, but did not see, an owl the other night.
Yesterday, I saw robins.
March 16, 2012
I saw the first robin in the yard today. March 21, 2015
how best to work
Karl calls to me –
first robin in the yard
yesterday I saw
my first robin
Karl heard a cardinal
singing in the yard
and we followed the song
to the bird in a tree
Snow falls this winter March day, and the trees are beautiful through the seasons.
spruce tree branches
by the windows
each day a painting
WestWard Quarterly, Winter 2021 – Shirley Anne Leonard is the Editor, and Dr. Richard Leonard is the Publisher.
in the wind
Where is the best place to watch the sunset near you?
Yesterday, I listened to music and watched the day end from my study window. Usually, I write about the morning light. I thought about the evergreens and their presence through the days and seasons.
Two haiku from my archives:
in golden light
the branches of trees
Post reprinted from December 17, 2021.
Describe your perfect birthday cake.
Bloganuary Prompt for January 28, 2023
This prompt brings back memories of working in a bakery when I was in high school. Sometimes the manager shared a beautiful cake with all of us. My father shopped at the store too. He bought rolls, and my mother baked cookies and cakes.
I am seeing some winter poems. Yesterday, snow at rest on branches, and a few are broken. Old trees and strong winds. Robins will return.
I wonder how many storms
the spruce tree has known