Tea and Prose
Do summer friends melt away like summer snows, but winter friends last forever, as an old saying goes?
Farewell fair weather friends! Meanwhile I’m all bundled up in my furry throw, engrossed in a book called Winterlust: Finding Beauty in the Fiercest Season by Bernd Brunner from which I borrowed this quote.
Winter is here, I’m telling myself not get cold feet by worrying too much about cold feet, and instead embrace the beauty of winter.
What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness.
– John Steinbeck
Day 12 Inktober : Stuck
When he was a kid he was never allowed to play in snow. After many many years when it started to snow he hopped, skipped and jumped in excitement. He wanted to know what it feels like to eat some snow. So he walked on the streets with his mouth wide open. In a frenzy when he came across a pole which read taste of winter, like a fool he licked it and got his tongue stuck on the pole. He froze for a second, unable to move, the chills ran deep inside his body but when he got his tongue moving he laughed out loud and decided to do it once again.
It was a phase,
When the little girl loved snowflakes.
Nose pressed to the window pane,
She spent hours gazing at swirling flurries,
Gently breezing through the skies,
Softly and quietly covering the world in white.
Now that phase has passed,
Her tiny flakes of joy are lost,
The girl has turned cold as frost.
She finds the snow miserable and utterly cold.
“A dazzling waste of time!”
As she pulls down the window blinds,
A snowflake silently glides
Rekindling the light in her eyes.
Drooping low,
With all that snow.
Hang in there, leaves!
It’s snowing and it’s so beautiful! My hands and feet are frozen, there is a winter storm outside, but please let it snow.
It is such a wonderful feeling to watch snowfall. This year’s first snowfall. It has been snowing since afternoon and I cannot stop looking outside.
Walking on a fresh white blanket of snow, making snowballs and sliding down slopes with snowflakes falling on our nose feels like a sweet happy fairy-tale.
In weather like this wrap yourself in a blanket and watch the snow fall outside the window with a hot cup of tea and some fudge brownies on the side. Let the smell of freshly baked goodies fill your house with warmth. If only I had a lap cat so I could run my fingers against its soft fur while enjoying this amazing view.
On slippery slopes,
On rocky uneven terrain,
On snow piled grounds,
On long roads ahead,
You‘be been a saviour and companion.
Thank you for making my walks easy and comfortable,
Dear trek shoes!
Temperatures dropped.
Pitter-pattering rain.
Turned into tiny beads of snow.
Tapping gently on my window.
The night was cold and dark
Next morning; sunlight glistened
Like diamonds in the snow.
Snow-clad, bare-naked trees
Stood tall and still,
embracing the harshness of the weather.
Many glanced at their barrenness and looked away..
Many stared and related their miserable lives to them..
Many looked up and drew artistic inspiration..
Many lay at their feet and enjoyed the view of the clouded skies..
Admiration and disapproval,
Both seem to come their way.
But do they care?
They continue standing tall and still,
Embracing the winds of change.
Into Words 