Monday, January 07, 2008

Every Winter

Every winter,
When the great sun has turned his face away,
The earth goes down into a vale of grief,
And fasts, and weeps, and shrouds herself in sables,
Leaving her wedding-garlands to decay -
Then leaps in spring to his returning kisses.

~Charles Kingsley


  1. Lovely poem and picture! ... the photo of your grans is so tender! a good treasure to keep.

  2. Oh so true!!!

    I'm wishing for happy spring too!!

  3. Photos like this make me miss your area this time of year.


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