Thursday photo prompt Is it our light? The light from our Sun? So much is frozen, will it ever thaw? And then, will we have to build an Arch?
Weekly Writing Prompt#131 In the morning he could sense the imminent thaw, the passing of the artic air, of nature on her guard. His aim, now, was to lose the dark spirit of winter, find the strength to believe, to resume the dream. For death, he knew, is not the end of life, but … Continue reading Spring is in the air… #fivewords
Thaw He remembered: in his youth, this landscape would have been covered with snow, frozen, for several weeks, even, on a colder year, for months. Now, the thaw had come before Christmas. They'd had two snow storms, and, perhaps, it would be all for the winter... But he knew. Despite all the speeches, the … Continue reading Thaw #writephoto
For many of us, winter is blooming into spring, or fall hardening into winter. Which season do you most look forward to? As the snows melt on the high peaks, the streams flow, white and icy, and we will walk again my love, through the meadows lit of water drops like crystal, where our bare … Continue reading Daily Prompt: Turn, Turn, Turn
The freezing fog lifted an hour ago, as the skies got all at once brighter, surrounding the snow with sharp reflections. The garden is again in colour, emerging from the black and white dyes of the last few days. Small birds have reappeared, magpies perch melancholically on tree tops and high flying gulls cross over … Continue reading #Geometries: Thaw