Winter Solstice night brought the first rain we have had in over a month. The power went off twice, giving me an excuse to light the candles. In the morning there was a lovely crisp frost to make everything sparkle.
brilliant sparkles, sharp frost bright, cold on my fingers
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lace in ice
sparkles in the morning light
dew drops caught by Winters freeze
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I am like a snail retracting
into my shell as winter nears
my focus narrows to a single thought
home is where I wish to be
I make my own prison
and rant at the jailer
It’s the middle of winter with snow down to sea level.
I rub my hands through my hair and watch as small white flakes swirl and drift down to my feet.
I step away from the window and murmur, “Better buy some more shampoo.”
The dog takes me for a walk,
pulling against the leash,
strong and determined,
straining to break free.
We only walk in winter,
the dog and I,
weather grey and gloomy,
under short day skies.
My dog is black.
© ceenoa 16/6/2014
Sometimes I despair of myself. A whole weekend, a long weekend, and what have I done. Nothing!
I’ve shuffled from one room to another endlessly, done a small amount of reading, watched some Dr Who on Sunday evening, taken a drive, visited my Mother. Did I do anything I felt I should have? like the housework, like making jewellery, like achieving anything? NO I did not.
I don’t like it when my mood gets like this, listless, restless, empty and forlorn. So much time passing, opportunities lost, war with myself of the “I should/I don’t want to” variety. The garden is a mess, the lawn is shaggy, weeds throughout the path, and my Neat Freak personality has gone on an extended “I don’t care, not interested” holiday – most likely to somewhere with 24 hour sun.
Winter, time of frost and rain and grey. Harbinger of SAD. 12 more days till the shortest day.
So, trying to end on an up note, here are some photos of this mornings frost.