Rainey Daze and Crazy Nights

Poetry, Paintings, and Ponderings: Through My Eyes

Winter Please Stay February 8, 2014

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I love cold weather. I don’t know how to explain it; cold weather, especially if there is snow, makes me happy inside. I love putting on layers of clothing and my good pair of snow boots and going outside to play, walk around, and take pictures. I even enjoy being inside on a cold snowy day, window blinds open to the beauty.

I feel almost the same about a cold, rainy day. Give me a warm beverage, my comfy socks, and a good book to read….that makes a great day! It’s not pleasant, however, if it is a humid, sticky rain; I prefer it cold!

This winter has been colder than usually around here. Many friends are complaining, and begging spring to hurry. Me? I am quite satisfied. Nothing would make me happier than a cold, snowy February.

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Flowers of Spring April 22, 2012

It’s a dreary day here today (although I love a good rainy day when I don’t have to go out) so I thought I would post another picture I took of some beautiful spring flowers. Hope you all enjoy! 🙂

 

Golden Sunshine: A Haiku April 16, 2012

Gazing up at me

small drops of golden sunshine

remind me to smile

 

The Sun Will Shine

The sun will shine again…

just hold on

hold on

 

Happy To Live Another Season of Life April 15, 2012

My gnarled branches are old and bent

my trunk is thick with rings of age

Younger trees, grown only to my knees

play tag with the blowing wind

Moss and lichen cling to my heavy bark

Scars from insects and birds riddle my body

Many storms I have weathered

Hundreds of branches lost and regrown

and yet I stand, regal and proud

New growth adorning me

crooked fingers reaching skyward

happy to live another season of life.

 

 

 

 

The Hostage April 12, 2012

Glistening frozen fingers of Ice

grasp cold, jagged Mountain

holding her as an unwilling  hostage

with his frozen grip of death.

Mountain cannot hold on much longer

when Sun peers over the horizon

piercing Ice with warm glowing rays

Mountain warms from  his touch and joins the battle

together, Mountain and Sun loosen Ice

because together they become one

Ice slowly begins to thaw

knowing the end is near

slides drip by drip by drip

until Ice is no more

Mountain and Sun joined forces

together, they win.

 

 

 

A Moment to Savor April 11, 2012

It is cold here. Bitter, biting winds tug at my clothes and whip my long hair into my eyes. Impatiently I tuck the loose strands back under the baseball hat that I’ve pulled down low to shield my eyes from the bright sunlight. I peer into the window of a cafĂ©, but it, like all the other shops, is closed. This ‘blink in the road’ place is a tourist town, but this is the off-season. It’s like walking the set of a modern-day western. I imagine tumbleweeds and a gunslinger as a chill creeps up my spine. A sound draws my attention and I see another living human…taking out the trash. Well, I think to myself, I’m not in a bad western, I just have a great imagination. A wooden walkway catches my attention, so I venture off the sidewalk. It leads me to a large wooden sign that says “Riverwalk”. I decide to take a look.

I step carefully down the trail. It is a series of curving steps made of river rock, sand, and timber. In some places I see colorful pieces of broken glass buried in the sand. Green climbing vines cover a rock wall on one side.  The trail winds to the left and then turns sharply to the right. As I make the last turn I begin to hear the sound that calls my soul: the sound of flowing water. My step quickens until I come to a clearing. There, in front of me, is the source of the wondrous sound. This river is narrow, only about 20 feet wide, but filled with thousands of boulders of all sizes. The crystal clear water rushes over the smaller boulders leaving swirls and bubbles in its wake. The larger boulders block the path of the water, so it meanders around them. This all creates the gurgling sounds that bring a certain peace to my mind and soul. I sink down on the surface of a cold flat boulder and close my eyes. I drink in the sound and let it fill me. It is warmer here because the trees and boulders block the fierce wind. The sun shines golden rays on my face and I inhale deeply. When I open my eyes, I look up and see a towering mountain that rises up sharply, with the base beginning at the far side of the river. Most of the mountain has trees with sparse green leaves just beginning to open. As my eyes climb, I see bald slabs of granite near the peak. The beauty of it takes my breath away. This feeling, this calm, that I have in this moment, I want to keep forever.

Bad times must happen. We all must have the “down times” in life to appreciate the good times. But for some of us, myself included, the “downs” are sometimes so debilitating they are dangerous. Today I want to write about a good time, a moment to savor, so that I can revisit and remember. There are good times. These are the days worth living for.