Pines
laden with snow
wave
as the wind dances their boughs.
Crystalline drifts blanket
the slumbering lands.
Tree roots
quilted
in the earth’s embrace
await
the coming season.
A tiny seed,
her carapace of warmth
surrounding her,
lies resting,
dreaming,
gathering energy,
waiting for Spring
to awaken her
to the Mystery
of what next
she will become
Stories & Pictures 
Reminds me of how ikebana changed how I see nature…your words and pictures do that for me, too.
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Beautiful, E. You’ve been on my mind. So happy to see your post. xoxo. jc
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yummmmmmm
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I agree with Rita…..”yummmmm” indeed! Your poem and photos Lilibet, they enveloped me in comfort, and cozy anticipation for the life brewing gently underneath winters ‘above surface’ grip on us. ✨️ ❄️🙏😊
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