using the camera was cold work
gloves under mittens
cashmere and wool and down
temperature had risen
up to
5 degrees now
inside and around these round bales
whole ecosystems thrive
even in the extreme of cold
wendy thrives in the snow
and cold
so do turkeys
who leave behind
arrows pointing the way
roses
glasses off
vision sharpened
things hidden
white, black. blue
wendy in drag
tis how she moves
never waste too much energy lifting
your toenails too high
resting in the soft
frigid comfort of new snow
looking east
Still laughing at those turkey tracks pointing every which way. Such an inviting walk with Wendy.
ReplyDeleteYour photos and words are always beautiful together. Love a dog that loves the snow.
ReplyDeleteJust got back last night...so beautiful here! And love your view. Hi Wendy!!
ReplyDeletethey don't call that north country for nothing
ReplyDeleteSo turkey... wobbling around this way and that. Love to see Wendy in joy... fresh snow here this morning. Ever read Bernd Heinrich's "Winter World"? Great book about those ecosystems. I also loved his "Ravens in Winter."
ReplyDeleteWhat a relief--Another day in NYC--but no snow, only cold rain--so I visit New England snow on blogs I follow, and soak up the images there. I want to return to Massachusetts before Spring. Apparently I need the elements even though I'm not really built to withstand bitter Winters. Maybe it's something to do with having been born in January, or memories of childhood snow days. I crave the white world, swirling eddies of drift, and the sharpness of contrasts. Something about the visual message simplifies things for me, muffles the voices in my head and centers me in the larger landscape. Thanks for the visit.
ReplyDeleteLove these photos, Wendy enjoying, you just chillin' and those tracks. The turkeys saying "Stitch us, stitch us!" Thank you for this visit to your world. I admire your strong bones being able to withstand this cold cold.
ReplyDeletepuppies and snow - made for each other. i walk my mom's kiddo - named nosey - a beagle. so if she was walking with wendy there would also be nose prints - there's a reason she's called nosey. the looking east shot look like one of those bale laid down with it's feet up in the air. light is always a little bluer this time of year...
ReplyDeletepenny, she, like your goldens, are delightful to walk with
ReplyDeletesusan, many thanks, wendy will walk with you anytime!
cait, it's spotty all ove the county, no snow on th etrees yesterday here, 1/2 mile away, not so.
jude, you'll love this place
val, yes, i know bernd henrich's work, have read several. i love how he loves crows and raven so much
ms, i can't imagine no snow, and i was born at the tail end of november, a sag. snow is necessary
nancy, all those arrows!
henrietta, the blue the blue!
wonder why the authorities of old chose turkey tracks as the symbol of penal in/justice?
ReplyDeletewendy looks so snug in the snow
kaite, i didn't know that. i think they look like arrows, which i have a fondness for. wendy loves snow.
ReplyDeleteI'm shivering just looking at your pictures - but we are having our own spell of wild winter weather. need a fur coat like Wendy's.
ReplyDeletewow--wendy sure loves the snow! i like the arrows pointing the way as well.
ReplyDeleteV-prints in the snow have such subtle beauty and mystery. Stay warm. B
ReplyDeleteyou brought out the poetry in cold and snow. plus two rosy cheeks :)
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ReplyDeletejean, there are plenty of doghair tumbleweeds about the house...
ReplyDeletelf, she absolutely does!, like a kid
barry, there is a wonderful sensuousness about this cold, cold world
neki, thank you, can't NOT do it--
kaite, amazing and sad. i think of the catholic saint who has all the arrows sticking into him--