We traveled to the cabin this weekend. It remains snug and warm despite surrounding snow and daytime highs in the teens. A sky full of sunshine always helps, too. This morning we woke to flurries, creating a pristine world once more, but certain to cause problems for the unwary.
Weighted Sky
Finally, sunshine through winter pines.
But skulking across the lake
stratocumuli like streaks of ash
smudge the tree line's edge.
And the north wind,
moody as a stepmother, threatens
to blow the pile of them into a mess
even Cinderella cannot sweep away.
Marilyn Aschoff Mellor
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