January 1, 2007
The wild geese were flying once more this morning. I love to hear them calling to each other while watching them change formation.
Several miles from our house is a flood control lake and the cold mountain river that diverts to fill it. I thought that was where those geese headed.
However, the lake was covered
only with ice.
An inversion keeps the fog in the valley
and the snowy mountains are a mystery in the distance.
The robins were thick in the trees. Perhaps the dried blackberries, choke cherries, and elderberries are providing them with sustenance. This one reminded me of a poem my mother would recite when I was very small.
The Old North Wind Blows
and we shall have snow
Oh! What will poor Robin Do then?
He'll sit in the barn
and keep himself warm
and hide his head
under his wing.
As we walked down the river path we saw this ICE DRAGON frozen in flight. So I made up my own short poem.
Freezing Reign
The sun will end
of the Ice Dragon
Help yourself to a couple of fine
popcicles without any
articifial colors or flavors.
It's nice to come home to a fire on the hearth and the RoseBowl on the Big Screen.
Several miles from our house is a flood control lake and the cold mountain river that diverts to fill it. I thought that was where those geese headed.
However, the lake was covered
only with ice.An inversion keeps the fog in the valley
and the snowy mountains are a mystery in the distance.
The robins were thick in the trees. Perhaps the dried blackberries, choke cherries, and elderberries are providing them with sustenance. This one reminded me of a poem my mother would recite when I was very small.
The Old North Wind Blows
and we shall have snow
Oh! What will poor Robin Do then?
He'll sit in the barn
and keep himself warm
and hide his head
under his wing.
As we walked down the river path we saw this ICE DRAGON frozen in flight. So I made up my own short poem.
Freezing Reign
The sun will end
of the Ice Dragon
Help yourself to a couple of fine
popcicles without any
articifial colors or flavors.
It's nice to come home to a fire on the hearth and the RoseBowl on the Big Screen.
Comments
Elizabeth Joy
Happy happy new year! ! !
Yesterday I was showing McD where I found the calf that we lost so he could haul it off and didn't think I would need my camera. On the drive back to the barn we saw 5 deer. They took off running and then jumped the fence. The prettiest sight I saw all day was when two of them jumped in unison. And there I was without my camera. Shoot!
As for me, I love thte insight you put with them.
BTW-- I just tagged you get ready for the MEME "Six weird things about you" This is what happens when I go on vacation, i get tagged and I must pass on the love.
Karmyn: I guess ice dragon is an oxymoron
BB: I rarely see Robins until Spring. I think they were traveling through
Fish-2: Ice beards.
Julie: Shoot. Been there, missed the shot, too.
WB, Shauna, Masago, SB - thanks for stopping in on the first day of the year
I also like listening and watching geese.
I liked your ice dragon poem.
But nothing, NO-THING as beautiful as what you have!
Have I told you Happy New Year? If not.....HAPPY NEW YEAR Pamela!
Hope your family has a wonderful year! Lets pray its better then 200^! haha