[Soaring Feather]

Good morning/afternoon everyone!

Yes, Meg you may dream,
outside my window is another scene
the winds are howling, the wind chill a disaster
the plows are plowing the snow around,
salt trucks are salting, to avoid the skids.
school is in session, so are the kids.


While Knitting A Conundrum, is resolving to change her ways
still it sounds great to spend the days,
reading and writing
as is her wont
shopping on line for tomes and tomes of books
that surely need homes!


Well, the day begins anew, and white
I'm in for the day, no need to take flight.
The larder is filled with good things to eat
as I thank my lucky stars, the furnace is giving off heat.


The Lady and Johnn, stayed up late, chatting away and having some fun.
NYA is working as usual, he is the Lair's task master it seems
looking crisp and neat in his uniform
til Callie places her furry calling card on him
she does that just to make sure her human is in tow
the way of cats, doncha know!

Soaring Feather

[WayzataJOHNN]

Now that was a rather complete rundown on the evening in lovely prose. I bet you daily journal must be a delight to read!!!!

[Knitting A Conundrum]

LOL!

[Knitting A Conundrum]

Something small I wrote for a friend who broke through writer’s block:

Dancing words now here
Drop petal by pink petal
Catching on mind’s wind.

[MEG33]

Your “summation” is a delight!