Winter’s Song

I love springtime and the return of the birds.  The warm sun on my face, my hands in the soil.  I do love seed packets and promises of gardens galore.  I love tree blossoms and flowers and bees and more. I love summer and all the fun to be had.  The gardens and watering.  Fresh … More Winter’s Song

The Wide Hearth

As you head south from Colorado Springs and enter into the valley of Southern Colorado the weather changes sharply.  Pueblo gets far less snow than our northern brethren and the temperatures don’t hover at below zero like places we have lived.  This morning we woke to snow.  It is still too cold for us though … More The Wide Hearth

Wintertide

It is about now that I start wanting my house guest to leave. “Winter,” I say, “Old Chap, is there anywhere else you need to be soon?” He shakes his head through gales of frost. I put on another cup of coffee.  Put another log on the fire. The cold crops go in the ground … More Wintertide

Snowfall

Across shallows and brooks the snow falls driftlessly down laying thickly over pines and rooftops in town. Winter softens into spring but today her cold gaze diligently waters the ground, a frozen blanket lays. A perk for bulbs who will hobble forth quench the thirst of trees and the new growth the bitter cold will not wane Oh, … More Snowfall

Glittering Grace

” Across the plains of glittering grace, behold Winter’s beautiful face” “…But all along the Rockies you can feel it in the air From Telluride to Boulder down below The closest thing to heaven on this planet anywhere Is a quiet Christmas morning in the Colorado snow…” Nitty Gritty Dirt Band “Country Roads Take Me … More Glittering Grace

Winter Delights

Outside the sliding glass doors, under the clothes line he stood.  Regal and great.  Large antlers he held with grace and the snow on his thick fur glittered in morning light.  A young doe lay near.  Under the pine tree she held her gentle face to the sun.  I watched them from the window in calming … More Winter Delights

Blizzard

It’s warm inside (as opposed to last year in the heatless homestead!) and the smells of coffee welcome the morn.  Last night I ran through the snow and climbed the now completely covered staircase to the driveway to see the light.  The sky was pink with storm and the brightened sky was odd for late at night … More Blizzard

Winter Storm on a Homestead

The season’s first storm blew upon the land.  Racing winds howled across the prairie.  The sounds both ominous and exhilarating.  The house shook, the wood stove crackled, cats snuggled close.  The midnight sky showed only coal black. This morning the house read forty-five degrees.  Our breath showing in threads in the main room.  In the kitchen the little wood stove-that-could … More Winter Storm on a Homestead