Wednesday, October 16, 2013

reflection(s)

 the crescent moon appeared
 in puddles
 seen through the maze of brush
  the brush and the big trees 
were still 
changing clothes
 and i found someone's mapping
 and remembered that wooly bears track their own stories
with a plan on their backs
telling of the sort of winter we have in store
 this flower is growing in my sugar maple garden,
ok, a tree that the county workers felled
and brought the logs to me
to warm me in a cold winter,
that is, if the wooly bears
share their secrets.
and don't play games.
hey, maybe that grid
is the wooly bear score card!

13 comments:

aimee said...

for whatever reason, this grouping is especially poignant and wondrous. love the wooly bear in hand! some mysteries we may never read but we do our best to decipher.

Velma Bolyard said...

aimee, couldn't help myself, it happened without plan

Sweetpea said...

That is one of the finest hands I have ever seen.

Velma Bolyard said...

sweetpea, well, thanks!

india flint said...

Looks like a good place to be wandering about in.

Valerianna said...

Love that wood-map... a mystery.

Velma Bolyard said...

india, it's always good to walk here, as you know! well, maybe not at 20 below...
valerie, yes, it's great!

jude said...

i walk with you

Velma Bolyard said...

a great walk with good company!

Laura said...

I'm from Pulaski NY, been living in NC since 2005--they call wooly bears wooly WORMS here, I had no idea what they were talking about when I first heard that term.

Velma Bolyard said...

laura, PULASKI!!! almost a neighbor! they get way more snow there than we do up here! i saw an all black one on tonight's walk.

Barry said...

V - beauty captured in the water; and beauty in the gifts of nature that colour your pages. Go well. B

Velma Bolyard said...

barry, beauty reminds me to look closely

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