first day o spring

 feels like it ought to be

sun, still, wonderful.

nothing to fabricate  about 

this repetition of goodness.

moving

 into a new day unobstructed. 

Loosen your scarf

unbutton your collar and relax.

there's nothing like

sailing over a light traffic, gentle road

 with the object of doing well ahead

to get your chores done.

 and tell me: is the day fun yet?

today my

 today Thursday the 17 of march 2022

i checked the time ...

the sun set at nearly seven thirty pm,

hanging while slowly dropping, 

 Like looking into the face of a

powerful, red glowing cannonball.

that approximation hangs on the clocks.

how well they're set today.

i take responsibility. 

such

 such a lovely day and quiet.

only thing to hear is ringing in my ear

when i think about it.  but i'm too busy

thinking to pay that kind of attention.

breezeless

 all the sunny, calm, warm afternoon needed

to seriously open spring is here.

 heaven is a clean car

  and gas in the tank.

crushed in white

 blanket tight wrapped my shoulder.

sure dark and cozy as i slept last night.

dreamed through silence.

a calm reliance in my heart.

to generate a new beginning,

 starting over heading for a new spring.

snow will melt.  no more dark sky.  

this winter's over. 

let school yard voices sing.

right off the bat

 first day and there is

one interested in our home for sale.

we're going to the clockman

i called and

 clockman is closed until Monday. 

no driving that way today.

forget the meatless so-called 

impossible burger

and fries, and adding to our ketchup  stash.

grey, they say will snow anyway.

i had to keep reading that to see what i was talking a bout.

forget it.

just another day.

how much going on can happen?

not a ketchup's worth.

International women's day

 around the globe it is here 

yet only beginning.

it will grow 

and we'll all be better

'

 

two horses

in the small corral

stand in extreme opposite corners

though horses like company

these two must have been

together long enough

each knows what

the other has to say

Ukraine 2

 It has to end soon.

the killing and destruction

are beyond the pale.

comfort

 twenty something degrees

 and cold means comfortable.

while waiting in the car

sitting in the sun.

war ukraine

 war is disturbing. a monster let out among us.  we can hardly get away. a million people have tried. families, small children. mothers and fathers on the run.

 where are the old buildings?  8 and pieces. favorite chairs and dishes. treasures passed down in families. could not carry it away.  

in transit.  who will plant the family garden this year? remember the neighbors so steady in the good times. love and kindness will remind us.

Deer so

 the fur on the deer

 is durable like double pane glass,

giving protection to thirty below.

for a deer to chew a shrub is like finding

 a breakfast of bacon, toast and eggs

 over easy.  deer have good imaginations.

winter break

 sunny and warmer is the current 

condition.

this could signify that extreme cold

and heavy snow has finished for this year.

i imagine most of us are in agreement

that the time is right.

Ukraine

    we are so sorry

    for you, and now for the world.

God protect the people of Ukraine

who must fight to stay home.

lets call this by the day of the week

 where it has appeared.

even though days slip away mirrored 

and reflecting each other

rember this by what day it is.

and I'll say i'm labeling 

before it slips beyond.

 yeah, Thursday ... 

a splash in the pond.

     reflection 

surprised my month is stretching

 my birthday month usually runs by like zip.

this is a big deal to live in my month a bit.

i tell you so far it's been a nice trip.

 let it rip. don't slip.

i like new york

 for some reason i haven't

been to the Big Apple for a zillion years

or twenty-five,  before the towers fell

been a while ago.

i'll think of NYC and smile. 

and don't remember well.

seems new things are coming in my head

 faster than i can absorb.

bouncing around, ideas are.

warm weather, blue sky.

TIMES SQUARE for enjoying.

not toying. wrap that around ya, Sunshine.

cold again

cold between ... i could call this that.

the point is: it will be warmer.

we'll wait for tomorrow.

they say that's how long we have to wait.

we'll see how it goes. 

today  i'm reading 

about injustices to native Americans. 

though we certainly have traded 

instances of misbehavior,  we and they.

7 However:

it was their land until we showed up and0

forced a new order. 

the entire earth has 

gone this same way.  it never changes.

notice how fast we're spinning.

 

i just had coffee, toast

with banana,  almond butter 

and jelly. Meri brought me the coffee

so I wouldn't spill it all over myself, the

 computer, the carpet, the furniture

and  our dog or cat if we had one.

either one, both.

anyone.  watch yourself.

grey on

 water dropped from the sky last night.

this morning we've more green grass than snow.

can use a break  from winter inclemency. 

February natural , where did you go?

dark some

 same ol' winter talk.

  rolled in thick snow weather.

looking out thinking

it's how winter memories are made.

ground's snow covered tonight.

turn on the outside light.

quiet while snowflakes flew.

dark earth is shaded, rolling blue.

In a chunk

 we've a bite

of dear February going, 

missing. chunked out.  gone.

look at this month where you can see it.

 a calendar does well for viewing.

now call this month half gone and it has

been a pleasure. 

some snow,

nothing much else to note.

 can't gloat, so feb is light for pleasure.

vacant even. 

dormant catches it in good measure

 idle. can't hear it ticking.

exhale easy, easy.

turning

 can weather be so on the verge

of changing from the throws of deep winter to a later, lighter breathe of spring.

Let us not kid ourselves.

The middle of February is not the 

time for a weather turnaround. 

You may think about it;  

It then quit, get real.

you can wait this out for a while.

real change will arrive later.

afternoon sun

 what a strong time for beams

shooting straight to my wall

over fields and trees, across 

yesterday's fallen snow, frozen 

stiff, cold with nowhere to go.

beam on will ya.  shine in.

afternoon sun we'll take you

a few hours. beam in lovely.

you're ours.

clouds abscent

 here is Sunday, above ... blue sky.

thick snow on the ground, three days old.

 what more do you need?

 how about a hug? less cold.

 warm stones on a crackling fireplace 

and a cozy rug.

that's why winter has a pretty blue sky;

to distract you.

you're fond of us and we of you

 ladies, to the ocean of you ...

  if the tide needs rolling in 

 men know a woman would

 help  pull and finish the job

falling snow

 got dressed, did work on what i i'd written.

snow continued to fall all morning as hours passed.

white beauty through the window.  

 snow accumulates.

Rain on feb 2nd then big snow .

  can we sleep with spring 

melt changing to a blizzard?

well it's this afternoon.

three days they've been saying. 

 

 oh, yes it's Grandma's birthday.

 i'm the last celebrating.

i'll ask my daughter the record keeper

which one i'm celebrating

Just talk about it

 that's enough to get us worried. 

 foot of rain then a foot of snow 

how'd they get pictures 

  hasn't even happen ed yet.

old black and whites blurry 

how they swung the camera a round.