Thursday, January 13, 2011
A Hint of Spring
Smoke curls from the chimneys.
Sullen gray sky.
White-covered ground, or soggy bare brown.
Anticipating the January doldrums, I planted, in mid-December, several pots of paper white narcissus.
Now, faint, intoxicating scent drifts through the air. So sweet, so evocative of warmer, sunnier days to come. The magic of creation - such beauty contained in dull bulbs. Hope.
Just a clarification - in my last post I gave in to a bit of silliness. I am not really hoping for a castle/house exchange. But I wouldn't turn one down, either.
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