Shot of the Morning 2/13/25

So far, February has been much colder than January; it seems like we’ve been a month behind in weather all winter. That may have been beneficial on the front end of the season, but it will not bode well come spring.

It’s almost 30 below again this morning. Cars make a crunching noise on the snow, there are popping sounds from the buildings as they contract, and the great, unblinking eye of an ice halo glares at us puny men.

i’m chilled to the bone

by the great eye’s icy stare–

that, and bitter cold

–Photo by me

just passin’ through

many are the entrances

to the mind–

poetry being of

the unguarded kind.

see, here i am now in

your mind’s eye with you,

but don’t sic the dog–

i’m just passin’ through

–photo by me

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if you could be an owl for a day,

would you be a snowy or a grey?

Though to some, that sounds nice,

it would come with a price–

you’d be plumb full of mice either way

–photos by me

frozen rivers (shadorma)

i fancy

frozen rivers white

with snow from

shore to shore,

and if the sun’s warm and bright,

i like them e’en more

–photo by me

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the iron ore’s gone

but each night at sunset there’s

gold in them thar hills

–photo by me

Summer Shots

Well, we finally made it to February, the longest shortest month of the year. At this point, summer seems so far away, but hang in there, it’s coming. Here’s a few summer shots as a reminder of why it’s worth the wait: