Winter Moment


We who live in the north

Know winter can be harsh


With that cold wind

A sun that never  reaches

High in the sky


Yet it has its’ moments

In the quietness of a new snows’ fall


Or as the sun returns to a new day

To shine on the beauty of winter


If only for a short time


Cold Feet


The sun is surely in the winter doldrums
Its’ shows up late every morning
And leaving early at the end of the day
With no enthusiasm to share any of its’ warmth


What about the rest of us
Caught up in the sun’s cyclical moods
Having to face all on our own
Arctic cold fronts,
Cars that won’t start
Furnaces that won’t shut off
With cold feet, cold hands and faces
And (SAD) Seasonal Affective Disorder


Yes we could leave
Enticed by family and friends
Who boast of warmer climes
Of topical islands
Lust and green

Az temp

But what about the others
Who have to remain behind
Now that the holidays are over
Who can they complain too?
What is misery if it can’t be shared
So we stay put
With the other fools
And do our countdown

To when the sun may change her mood


Curious Friday: Getting the Winter Wheels On


It is pushing me from behind
As I face to the south
Looking for any warmth
Old Sol may provide
It is crunching beneath my feet
As the frost penetrates the soil
It is not far away
As others are buried
In a Christmas card scene
It is rushing to finish a season
That could end any day
It is coming
We will each deal with it
In our own way
Some embrace it
Some just hibernate or flee to warmer places
Many just try to go about their daily life’s
Waiting for winter
For it is one of four seasons
In the northern climes

Snow Days

We in the Northeast are being blanketed with snow, schools and businesses cancelling today. Better not to be on the road.


I think back to a time a while ago, to a time when children lived at home, a time of a different life.
A time before internet or cable TV, when the only way to hear school cancellations was to listen to a local ‘Country & Western’ station.
My then wife and I both worked and had to leave the house before our then young girls had to go outside and wait for the school bus.
Early in the morning, is not the time when any of us were up the Country & Western tunes to play thru-out the house, so we tried to time it when we put the radio on to listen for school cancellations.


Well, one such morning when a storm was in the forecast, but yet had appear, my girls turned on the radio for the school closings and it was announced that their school was going to be closed, so they headed to the radio to shut it off, when their mother said to leave it on just in cast her work place was going to close, hoping against hope. But before the announcer got to that, he mentioned that it was Tuesday, yet my then wife and I both realized that it wasn’t Tuesday, rather it was Thursday, so what’s up?
To put the finishing touch on this story, it turns out the our dear, loving wonderful girls had taped (in the days’ of cassettes) another days’ school closings with the idea of using it on a day of their liking, when they might be able to get over on us.
Busted, made to go to school over cries and protests.
Two laughing parents driving into work on a day when a storm that never came