We are not in the middle of winter
Sometimes it seems like we are.
It is cold, damp and gray
Not much snow and hardly any ice
Where would I like to go
I could stay here and wait it out
Knowing the worst is yet to come
Then I thought of the Blue Ridge
Mountains of Virginia, where
The Eucalyptus grows. It wouldn’t
Be blooming or anything at this
Time of the yea, but it sounds like
A buffer between make believe and
Reality. It is fun playing mental games
During this time of the year, when
You cannot budge things one way or
Another and pretty much put up with
Things the way that they are. It is not
All bad and could surely be worse.
The gray days and absence of sunshine
Are piling up and the doubters are
Afraid that we wont hove change
Until spring and that is a long way off.
No ice mountains are on the shore,
But there is indication that they are
Beginning. Here we go.
Stanski
January 6, 2024, ^
Steve Haarman 