That moment on a frigid day
when February’s sun stretches–
touching the drifting snows
and the running river waters
with an embrace of a long-lost friend.
The Sun in February
That moment on a frigid day
when February’s sun stretches–
touching the drifting snows
and the running river waters
with an embrace of a long-lost friend.
spanishwoods 
Very nicely said. 🙂
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Thank you.
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Very evocative!
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Thanks so much.
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Nice. Thank you for following my blog. Does your blog have a setting for followers? I don’t see it.
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Not quite sure what that means. I have followers, so I know it’s possible to follow me!
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Okay, I’ll look again. I did not see where to click to follow .
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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“Good morning star shine, the earth says hello.” Roger Whittaker song. –Curt
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I remember this song from my “Hair” album. Great tune.
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So lovely! You have great photos and they are matched up with nice poems that feel like they were written specifically for that photo! Keep it up! Following your blog is a pleasure!!
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Sometimes I write and match up a photo to my writing. Often, I write directly for a certain photo. That’s why they seem to match so well. The photos inspire me to write. Thank you for following and for being so encouraging. 🙂
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No prob! I like to give compliments when they are earned, and you do earn them. Keep up the good work!
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When I lived in a colder climate, I remember February as a first promise of warm weather, still 6 weeks and more away. As you say, this is what February brings, an embrace, a promise.
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Exactly. The sunrise is earlier and the sunset is later. I saw a robin last week and the sun is visiting through the clouds more often.
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The sun is out here in California. 🙂
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Oh that California sun! You are most fortunate.
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I think it is global warming. 😦 But I do enjoy it.
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