By Carl Jessee
Jack Frost took his paintbrush
as he sailed across the sky
so every morning as the sun comes up
his artwork greets the eye
there's reds and gold's and yellows
all of a breath taking view
but no matter how hard he tries
he can never make leaves turn blue
so when you're in bed sleeping
and outside everything seems faint
just remember at midnight
Jack Frost begins to paint
Jack Frost took his paintbrush
as he sailed across the sky
so every morning as the sun comes up
his artwork greets the eye
there's reds and gold's and yellows
all of a breath taking view
but no matter how hard he tries
he can never make leaves turn blue
so when you're in bed sleeping
and outside everything seems faint
just remember at midnight
Jack Frost begins to paint
the hours of folly are
measured by the clock.
but of wisdom
no clock can measure.
~william blake
*********
the morning sun
has given way to grey.
precious are the moments
that we take the time to witness.
breathe in.
be apart of.
blue sitting on my lap.
purring.
drinking my second cup of coffee.
as i look over my shoulder,
out the window.
watching the last of the fall leaves.
fall.
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.
just BE.
robin.
7 comments:
The clothespins got me again. LOL
The fifth shot I adore!!
Lovely shots of those pretty ice crystals--too bad it has to be cold to have them. I loved the Jack Frost poem--beautifully stated. Always enjoy your posts!!!! Mickie :)
beautiful photos, such amazing ice crystals. The first photo is particularly wonderful
Wow, these are fantastic! I'm sure you needed to hold that mug of hot tea/coffee to warm your fingers after taking those shots. They really are wonderful.
Amazing frosty shots.
Wow...amazing photos. The 'frosty' clothespins are incredible.
Thanks for stopping by yesterday during Shadow Shot Sunday. It's a pleasure to have your company.
EYE spy!! is my link for today.
Yes, such an amazing capture with the clothespins. Loved the poem; it reminded me of Robert Lewis Stevenson. I have noticed that photography makes a person not only notice, but enjoy those things, such as the first hard frost, that used to be a barely conscience observation. I think the photos you share, do just that; and that is something.
Cheers,
Leah
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