even after
all these winters,
I see you sitting there,
perched at the edge of
sunlight, feeling like
the invitation of spring
~storypeople
yesterday.
jack frost visited.
today.
the sun ushered him out.
it is happening.
melting.
and enough warmth on the deck.
so that i can stand with my feet bare.
to breathe in the clean air of possibilities.
to breathe in the warmth of the sun.
{even with the snow so close.}
to breathe in the invitation of spring.
a girl can dream.
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.
just BE.
robin.
Beautiful images as the winter slips away and spring arrives...
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