The snow piles higher and higher
The temperature drops lower and lower.
The tea kettle fills cups meant
To sit beside a blanket and a book.
It’s a beautiful day to
Make a snowman,
Take a photo,
Simmer homemade soup,
And breathe the icy crisp of winter
Into warm lungs fill of life.
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It’s a beautiful day here in North Carolina. Not common for me since I am from Illinois. A vast difference to walk around today without a jacket and enjoy the breeze. It’s a great day to be alive and with a beautiful sunset makes this day the best.
Start with tea, hotand spicy in my favorite cup.
Add conversation with my husband,
a check of online life and friends,
breakfast of eggs and toast,
dogs to be petted,
It’s the start
of a beautiful day
on Railey Ridge Road
in the middle of nowhere, WV.
The day is crisp and cold, as an ice shaving . Breath fogs and the sun shines . There is a thin sheen of moisture on some one’s moustache . It could be the fog or it could be his breath . The flowers have just begun peeking outside their blankets of green . The soil hard and cold . sun shine bounces off the top of kids’ hairs . It is a beautiful wintry morning .
People trickle in in ones and twos. The flag is tied with a bunch of rose petals and swung up on the pole . A school principal in her elements, shouts directions “High up, higher up .”
Very few people arrive for the hoisting of the flag . But the job is done , as it is always . With anthem sung with gusto and spirit . Some one passes a packet of sweets and the group breaks up. As I step on dew dusted grass, I leave behind wetter and greener footprints . The magic dew clings to my soles . I might fly , broomless, high in the sky today . It is indeed a very beautiful day.