macabre yellow light
the smoking storm
frosted flecks and feathery dreams
a wind's haunting silence
the storm comes in a whisper

but loud and crackly with a flash on it!

the wind chime tree in the morning

a hemlock bends in submission
little puppy please come back
faux icicles share the stage with the real thing

driveway?
* * * * *
the snow is piled 6-8' high.
there is nowhere to put any more of it.
temperatures hover in the low 30s so every day it slowly melts, creating a thin drip of water, the snow grows heavy with it.
at night it all freezes hard compacting it.
beautiful, dangerous, luminous white.


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sigh...
pretty pictures.
Rated with hugs
Linda, we're at the top of a hill, so we may be safe. There is going to be a LOT of thaw this spring.
Puppy no come home? Big tales?
Puppy say Life is rough? Barks.
I have hemlock full of snow too.
The ice does sparkles beautifully.
Your photos are a pleasure to view.
Ice hanging from a roof-
I always knock ice down.
They pull 1/2 moon gutter.
The snowbirds don't help.
Last year the snowbird were 'screwed`
I screwed then to a 36- ' support board.
The entire board and snowbirds fell off.
What a mistake.
The weight of the snow ripped them off.
My metal green roof was filled with holes.
Nature is fierce. She comes with pitchfork.
Roof is repaired.
No drip hole drip.
I love pink chimes.
Rain drip in de' pot.
Ping. Pot drip-flops.
That good Pot Luck.
oh no your roof was torn! nature is fierce. ice and snow is so beautiful but it's endless this year. where will we put it when it snows again?
today I cleared it away, saturday I'll spot tony on the ladder when he gets up there and clears but it's hard and scary. we have shingles! gutters! squirrels!
I'm making beans. You come north &have beans. &collards. I'm kicking it with the collards. &the mac and cheese. you come break bread some day art james.
(big hug)
Robin. YES girlfriend. hot chocolate AND lentil soup. (more beans) And hot bread. yummm
Candace you fox, it is not really cold until you are snowthrowing against the breeze and the snow is flying all over you. Oh yes, it is cooold.
beautiful and lightfilled and clean. (except when it thaws all the puppy gifts will be visible layer by layer by layer).
Trig, you don't say!
nothing like silent snow to bling out your 'hood.
run, puppy, run!
Our snow was wet and heavy, but it had a gorgeous light blue tint to it that was revealed when the removal of one section caused a crevasse in the upper layers of the next section. We only got 15 inches or so on Wednesday/Thursday, so we've no right to complain. But I am most thoroughly sick of it. Most.
Loved your first two captions in particular, and the poem.
I am truly ready for an early spring and bet you must be too.
Thank you edit tors!!
Hey folks...I went to be last night collapsing and so tired I didn't even make my coffee set up for the morning before I turned in.
so this is really nice. Really.
Catch 22 - you cracked me up this AM.
run, puppy, run! (laughing)
Pilgrim, yes, that beautiful blue tint. It is very heavy and we already had over two feet from the last weeks snowstorms. (we had one big one over two feet and one little one, a few inches). But this took us over the top. My shed roof is groaning now. We'll have to get up there this weekend. More snow coming!
(thank you **)
I am SO ready for spring. What keeps me going is the fact that January's almost over and then it's Feb, March and SPRING!!
So we're nearly there.
Aw Joanie. Thank you. Smoochees. ***
Rita, thank you. It was great to wake up to, I'll tell you. I'm sorry about the wait. I remember those from when I lived in NY. The trains always came but sometimes it took a while. Thank you sweetie, you stay warm. (and get a seat!)
Scanner, I know. But what I so wanted to capture was the peace of it...the intensity of the storm but the peace too. It is a blanket that covers us in a strange muffled silence. And at night, when everyone is asleep, it's almost as if it is sneaking up on us. Nature playing GOTCHA!
Designanator, yeah, we got it this year. And how! Two lane roads are now one lane. It's so beautiful. For now. And we have more coming tonight and tomorrow.
OES, hows it going in your neck of it? Is it as intense as here in the big M? I thank you for your warm appreciation. It is warmly appreciated back at you. Thank you.
Christine Geery, thank you so much. Really. your sweet comments are making me smile like nobody's business. :)
THANK YOU EVERYONE. STAY WARM WHERE EVER YOU ARE!
Still have my down-filled ski jacket and when we were hit with 9" of Mother Nature's fury, kiddos went out to play in it while I shoveled the sidewalk and driveway. I ended up shedding my layers down to wearing a long-sleeved shirt and jeans...nuthin like a good workout-for the mind and body.
Belinda, my husband does that...gets out there and sheds layers. Not me. I ADD layers.
Robin...(I KNOW...isn't it great?!) It's really an honor...especially with a little poetry thrown in there.
and yes CHUCK, a poetry cover. I'm sure others have been there, Carolyn and Art immediately come to mind. In my case, I think the pictures made the post a teensy more palatable to our editors, but there you have it: a post with poetry gets a cover!! yayyaaaaaaaAYYyyyy!!
♥
Thank you for your kind words. Really. This winter - as extreme as it is - is quite spectacular perhaps because the snow never has a chance to get dirty, it remains perfectly white and luminous as more keeps piling on.
I may eat these words. :)
AND IT'S YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD ALMIGHTY FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!
(And you know how much I cherish the work Dave did and the compilation he workes so tirelessly for and it paved the way for.....
YES, POETRY IN THE COVER!!!!!!!!!
THANK GOODNESS GRACIOUS!!!!!!
(okay, I'm alright. sorry about the screaming)
ha!ha!ha!ha!!!!!
he worked
(that's what I get for screaming, typos)
(jumping up and down!!)
finally....(there are so many fine poets here...lets hope the door is open)
(I think it might have been the pictures)
STILL......
I am so happy Vanessa. This EP is the most wonderful of those I've received and I'm while I'm always so proud, this one is the best of them.
Scarlett, Thank you. Yes. Storms at night are wild things: half sound, half vague impressions in dim light. This one was so quietly beautiful but dangerous. I could feel the danger in it....the wet slick of it.
Again, thank you.
Zanelle, we took down a cyprus this summer. It had been struggling for years and was not well. I hated killing it.
I thought to keep some of it standing in honor of it's life and beauty. This is it's first winter as a windchime tree.
And yes, the poetry on the cover is special. So special to me and I am grateful for being selected. :)
Maxima