Yesterday evening was pretty windy, but tonight has been a regular gale! It looks as if autumn is already passing, and that winter is just around the corner. We probably won't get any crisp white snow, nor the glinting sunshine and frosty blue skies that can make it all so beautiful. It'll just be rain and fog, dampness and cold. But indoors, a good excuse for light and cheer. Let's be upbeat! Here's a poem I wrote back in September 1995 that seems apt:
Think of me, facing the pale winter sky,
At the edge of the wood as the leaves blow by.
And think of the crow up above in the trees,
Whose breakfast and supper are nothing but breeze.
And look at the mouse who is not yet in bed,
Driven by hunger to forage instead.
The frost is an adder that gnaws at the land;
And the pale winter sky with the leaves blowing by
Is as empty and bitter as poor Nature's hand.
But remember the curtains that keep out the night,
And remember the sunshine, so brilliant, so bright;
And the crystals of ice, their symmetrical art,
And the roaring log fire that cheers the heart.