traded snow for sand/
grateful to recalibrate/
now time to return
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traded snow for sand/
grateful to recalibrate/
now time to return
one tile at a time
shifting the rows and columns
patterns now emerge
seeking out shelter
filling up at the buffet
it’s a win-win day
a new day dawning
filled with promise for women
light and hope prevail
do not be deceived
fool’s gold is bright and shiny
but it lacks substance
encapsulated
artifacts frozen in time
remembering fall
scent of cinnamon
lingers on the index card
year to year to year
patiently waiting
under a blanket of white
adieu until spring
appears once a year
mist lifting like Brigadoon
enchanted village
forlorn, leafless plant
inside for the winter months
transformed by baubles
new england footwear
golf socks inside winter boots
juxtaposition
magical moment
nature’s meringue piled high
winter wonderland
tattered recipe
pulled from a holiday tome
kitchen alchemy
repeating pattern
expanding and contracting
fractal symmetry
protector duo
keep watch in light and darkness
unmoving, silent
solitary bud
a year of uncertainty —
still the cactus blooms
Christmas paradox
fragile baubles still with us
but not their humans
Year of joys and fears
giving thanks for all of it —
it is what it is
strange little creature
found in the back of a drawer
made me smile today
who will wear these hats —
made of hope and compassion
with wishes of warmth