& we never saw them again.
in the -seventeen degree weather today.
but it didn't work.
the calm today.
with the added bonus of the sun.
in contrast to the blowing snow of yesterday.
but i find myself.
lacking inspiration today.
morning coffee didn't even work.
i am guessing i need warmth.
i am a sun child.
i am a green grass child.
i am a robins singing child.
i am a warm breeze, sitting on the porch, in my rocker child.
time for some quiet reflection today perhaps.
perhaps continue to breathe in still life.
through my lens.
dark spring green.
chartreuse shaded violet.
to bring my inside warmth outward.
(as it certainly isn't working the other way around.)
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.