When I left for school this morning, it was a winter wonderland. I was bundled up for the day. As I walked out of the building after 4:00 p.m., I felt as though I might have missed a day. The snow was gone, and the air was warm.
Winter grasps onto
nature's stage, not wanting the
performance to end
Sun moves into the
spotlight, grandstanding the snow
standing ovation
What a clever poem, such an affectionate description of the weather changing for the better! Love the idea of "grandstanding the snow" - with everything having been melted by the sun. Thanks for the photos - and this post! It is as if you missed a day.
ReplyDeleteSuch beautiful writing to describe the ever changing scenes of March. (It must be hard to be a meteorologist in March!)
ReplyDeleteI adored the photos alongside the writing too. Thanks for sharing yoru view with us.