Humility
March 17, 2017 § 11 Comments
flakes as light as air
and still the humble pine
bows deeply to winter
leaf and twig
where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
March 17, 2017 § 11 Comments
flakes as light as air
and still the humble pine
bows deeply to winter
Yet… here near me there’s spriiiinnnnngggg!!!!!!!!
🙂
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That is what amazed me. The flakes were so tiny, but they accumulated into three feet of snow!
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I can smell the snow and feel the air on my cheeks 😊
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Since I haven’t had snow this winter this feeds me with its soft, icy blanket.
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So beautiful!
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That was such a lovely post to see at a time when I needed it the most. Thank you for that!
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Nice picture and words. Can’t remember the last time I saw snow like that.
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Yet another of nature’s virtues.
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The flakes don’t feel as though they are as light as air when shovelling.
I should be a pine tree, then, perhaps I’d learn to bow to winter. 😉
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I love the contrast of the light snowflakes and the heavy accumulation of them weighing the branches down.
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It was such a beautiful storm.
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