"Just as a dancer, turning and turning,
may fill the dusty light with the soft swirl
of her flying skirts, our weeping willow ---
now old and broken , creaking in the breeze ---
turns slowly, slowly in the winter sun,
sweeping the rusty roof of the barn
with the pale blue lacework of her shadow."
- Ted Kooser, Winter Morning Walks
Garden Bloggers Muse Day is hosted by Carolyn Gail over at Sweet Home and Garden Chicago, where you can discover more December muses.
P.S. If you would like to be entered into a draw to celebrate my first official anniversary of blogging please leave a comment here by 5th December ! A short story featuring sweet peas will soon be winging its way to the winner.
Thanks for the link to Carolyn - as you know I'm a poetry fan so I'm off to have a look over there now.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem and photo.
Jeanne
Nice photo and poem! I'm kind of happy it's December, because December is the part of winter I love! So much to do and look forward to! (It's march and April when winter gets old!)
ReplyDeleteLovely! Trees are beautiful this time of the year, showing their trunks and branches.
ReplyDeleteHi Anna~~ Gorgeous tree silhouette! Sweet poem.
ReplyDeleteHi Anna, what a lovely poem for December and a perfect photo to accompany it! I'll check out your link, as well.
ReplyDeleteNice little poem.
ReplyDeleteIt makes it easier to look for the good on a dreary December day.