I am allowing much of this blog to follow me into winter’s cave for hibernation. My apologies to new followers, I am leaving a few posts for you below. Wishing everyone a happy and beautiful New Year! Let you live poetry, let you walk in the woods with Wendell Berry, and drink tea with Mary Oliver, love with Rumi, and dance with Hafiz, pray with Khalil Gibran, sing with Shakespeare, and hope with Pushkin. Let poems pour out from everyone and everything around you and dance in your heart and touch everything you touch. You are already a poem.
Birds were singing this morning over a thin, wet winter’s snow. As promised, Migo, I am posting a couple snow pictures for you, although from last December. Thank you all for your inspiration, keep up such beautiful work, and I will talk to you sometimes next year. 🙂