Happy New Year Everyone! I hope you had a good one!
We stayed at the lake cottage with family which is always nice!
Today’s post is January photo’s and tidbits of poetry.
On a dreary winter day, with no sun in the sky
I see not far away a red flash flutter by,
The Crimson takes a seat, and this sweet song I hear, what cheer, tweet. tweet, tweet…. it’s the Cardinal Bird. (The females aren’t as colorful as the males, but they are still beautiful.)
Bare branches of each tree on this chilly January morn look so cold so forlorn.
Did you know that Cardinals remain partners until one dies and only then do they find another one?
Dead of winter cold hands warm heart as pure as snow.
(I’ve always heard this saying.)
Something went wrong, says the empty house in the weed choked yard, stones in the fields say he was not a farmer. The still -sealed jars in the cellar say she left in a nervous haste. Something went wrong they say…empty old house by “Ted Kooser” (When I see old abandoned houses, my mind is always full of questions.)
Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page. –Henry Ward Beecher
“Winter is the time for comfort, for good food and warmth, for the touch of a friendly hand and for a talk beside the fire; it is the time for home. –Edith Stitwell
Thanks for all of your comments and encouragement over the past year!
I really appreciate you!
I’m looking forward to a new and exciting year!
XXOO’s Mary
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