yesterday morning, rain fell and droplets clung to the branches of the pine tree outside my office window -- I must add that the temperature was predicted to climb -- up.
The weather had a different agenda and by mid-afternoon, after springlike rains all morning, snow covered the ground in a wet, heavy blanket.
I took a photo in the morning, wrote a poem and later took a photo in my back yard.
Go figure! This is spring in Calgary. Wait five minutes and all will change -- you can never get bored with the weather here. It's always full of surprises.
Morning raindrops.
Afternoon snow flakes.
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And we're now heading back into the '80s.
Have a great weekend.
deeeeeep breath....letting it all go
again.
always the beginning
again:)
-Jennifer
I loved the poem. I loved the image and comparison with the drop of water. Water is life, and at the same time it can just evaporate
Always Begin Again - you wrote that ??? Sensational, love it
We're still chilly here Maureen and while most of the snow has left, some still clings to the ground!
80s huh? harumph! :)
Thank you Jennifer, your poetic voice is as welcome as spring rains -- please send more! :)
So true Nikky -- it is a reflection of life -- and it can evaporate -- thank you for that powerful analogy!
Thank you Fi! (I did :))
Your tender poem seems so appropriate for the letting go we do as spring and winter play their ins and outs, though I believe it is about something more "serious" than that. I suppose we experience death every day with opportunities to let go, and begin again.
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