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| Frozen ponds line my winter commute |
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| The Little Miami chokes on ice but carries on |
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| While the Mad still flows free |
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| The ponds, however, slowly turn to stone |
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| Havens for ducks no longer |
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| Surely the geese wonder why Canada followed them south! |
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| The corn stubble is all that remains of summer's glory |
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| As storied old barns struggle to survive another winter |
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| Drivers press on, undaunted, if cautious |
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| As the frosty January moon wanes |
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| Dawn still comes, lighting an ice-blue sky |
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| And a frigid sun is better than none at all! |
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| Still, forgive me if I long for past winter mornings |
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| In a far warmer place |
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| Where restless waves and laughing gulls welcomed me home! |
11 comments:
That WAS a nice trip wasn't it? I'll remember it while I bake by my "fire." Brr!
That was beautiful. I used to commute along and over Big Walnut, on the gravel roads. Now it's just a few boring minutes on the highway into town.
How do you tell where the dang road is!
LOL, Ellen. There are times when that is a challenge, trust me. In general, you try to stay in the ruts, or at least on the hard-packed part if there are no ruts. It helps if you are in line behind other cars (there almost ALWAYS are other cars out and about...Ohioans seemingly always have somewhere to go). You have to trust at such times that you are not being led over a cliff.
I know so many people who are sick of winter. Let's hope the groundhog sees his shadow!!
Dear C.L.,
I stay amazed that you and The Bug actually get out in this to take pictures. I am just staying in as much as I can. It is craven of me.
Ann T.
It's simply been too too cold this winter, and if I don't see any more snow, I'll be happier. That is the one thing which is a true blessing here where we live... about 3 months per season, and then things DO change rather quickly! Stay warm!
Okay. You're forgiven. Wonderful pics. Our Scioto is frozen over. I'm surprised to see your Mad running free.
Such lovely, lovely prose!! I'm jealous of your snow ... I think. :D
Your lovely wife told me about your blog... I used to live in those parts... now... I live in your old neck of the woods! How strange is it that you feel like home in my old home, and I feel like home in your old home?
Thank you for the trip down memory lane. I know where that barn is, and have always thought it was beautiful!
I hear you! I love the snow, but the greyness loses its dramatic appeal after a day. Make that half a day. Be warm!
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