Here's that red wheelbarrow again
now toting ice
and
two red kayaks
hunkered down
and
old woodpiles
slumbering
and
pond
glazed with ice
and
brook a-gurgling
ahhhh
winterlove
xx
Life and writing, serious and humorous, old and young, past and present: it's all part of the fabric.
“Maybe we’re here only to say: house, bridge, well, gate, jug, olive-tree, window--at most, pillar, tower--but to say them, remember, oh! to say them in a way that the things themselves never dreamed of so intensely.” --Rilke
Bonjour chère amie,
ReplyDeleteVos photos sont magnifiques... Je n'aime pas particulièrement cette saison mais je reconnais que les paysages sont merveilleux.
Gros bisous ♡
I guess it's not easy to live Under snow. But , as I NEVER had to do it , it's onky a guess from me .. HOW MUCH I like this pictures!! Winter is so beautiful !
ReplyDeleteIf I ever moved away from Maine, all these images would pull me back. I would long for these... and more. I couldn't get away if I wanted to. Strange.
ReplyDeleteLove your winter wonderland. XO
ReplyDeleteLove of winter, love of Maine & love that poem & those photos!
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