1597. snow

take a gander

here’s one last picture of snow

isn’t it pretty?

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bye bye winter

thank you for all the snow—

honk if you like snow!!

The last day of the second month of the year 2025. Winter is almost over. The snow’s all gone now. It was a good winter for snow—not too much, not too little. HONK!

1596. still life

still life

the piney smell of pine….

lingering 

 

Winter is nearly over. It’s in the air. Nestled together on the soft earth beneath my feet—pale underside bark of wood, sprig of faded green, silvery lichen, and a single crusty cone.  This once was a giant.

In the beginning, there was only the writing, or at least it appeared to me as writing burnished into a very small piece of wood. I pulled out my camera to take a picture for a closer look….then looked around on the ground nearby. Only then did I realize it was more than just a piece of wood and I wanted somehow to honor it in a post….

1595. when we were young

 

if only I could say,

let’s talk about the old days

when we were young

When we were young, we were the best of friends. We played together, traveled together, explored, discovered and learned together. When it was time to go to school, I only wanted to go with him to first grade but I wrote all my numbers backwards, so they put me in kindergarten. Years later, I remember the time we were just talking about this and that and my brother said to me, “Lan, you and I and Mom and Pop, we were all together in another lifetime…and we’ll be together again.” I can hear him even now, smiling. 😊