And finally Winter, with its bitin’, whinin’ wind, and all the land will be mantled with snow.
Snow provokes responses that reach right back to childhood.
What with worries, personal sadness and dreadful illnesses, I have fallen woefully behind on my daily blips. This one was taken quite some time ago. The snow pictured here has melted …a long time ago. Now, according to the weather stations, more is on the way… Children will dream of more snowball fights. A White Christmas is a ‘foregone conclusion,’ they say. The gritters will be moving out…
…while I dream of summerland.