Month: January 2024

A black bird flies out of

The woods and over the water.

It looks like it’s going to dive

Into the lake and nab some food,

But at the last-minute rises and

Returns to the woods. You can

Only imagine what is going on.

It is still morning and the ten o’clock

Sun is almost blinding and shadows

May have changed the birds mind.

The mysteries of nature are profound

And it would not be wise to investigate

All the possibilities. The large black

Bird is our of the woods. It circles, lifts,

Dives, and repeats several times before

Finally giving up and moving on. It is

Wise to know when one is defeated

New days bring fresh chances at what

You wish to undertake. There is nothing

Wrong with failure as long as you are

Willing to try again. This is one of the

Secrets of successful living. Go for it,

My friend and don’t give up.

Stanski

January 14, 2024, ^

The light is bright and gray

Causing you to squint.

Light snow blows off

The trees. It lands, but

We have nowhere near

The predictions. Very

Few are complaining.

They are still tired of

The ten months snow we had two

Years ago. It wasn’t the

Quantity but the continuation

Sometimes you cry out

Enough is enough, knowing

That more is on the way.

Santa Claus is coming to town

But he will make the trip

Only once, so you better

Be good, better be nice.

He, too, doesn’t like ice.

Animal tracks are few.

The birds are not flying.

They have enough food.

We continue.

Stanski on January 13, ^

At the horizon the clouds

Are not gray, which is a change.

They are a forest green and

You could be easily fooled

If you tried to transverse them

They would give way to free fall

And hurt. The rust color is just color

And is the effect of the sun.

It is fun to imagine what creatures

Loom in that mysterious area..

I would not want to be there alone or

With someone. Violent creatures are advertised

On television these days promoting

Adventures and wars where there are

No victors but a lot of people of all species

Get hurt. In the end we all suffer as we have

Lost faith in ourselves and our abilities.

We move on quietly, hiding as we go and

Assuring ourselves as much as possible

That we wont get hurt. Looking back we

Can see a lot of damage and clutter.

Our minds can be horrible and we must

Avoid getting carried away in dream land.

There may be a day when it is all real.

Stanski

January 11, 2024, ^

At the horizon the clouds

Are not gray, which is a change.

They are a forest green and

You could be easily fooled

If you tried to transverse them

They would give way to free fall

And hurt. The rust color is just color

And is the effect of the sun.

It is fun to imagine what creatures

Loom in that mysterious area..

I would not want to be there alone or

With someone. Violent creatures are advertised

On television these days promoting

Adventures and wars where there are

No victors but a lot of people of all species

Get hurt. In the end we all suffer as we have

Lost faith in ourselves and our abilities.

We move on quietly, hiding as we go and

Assuring ourselves as much as possible

That we wont get hurt. Looking back we

Can see a lot of damage and clutter.

Our minds can be horrible and we must

Avoid getting carried away in dream land.

There may be a day when it is all real.

Stanski

January 11, 2024, ^

The big bluster flew by and

Left nothing notable to talk about

As so often happens, something

Big is coming but fizzles out to

Where we have nothing to talk about

Except its absence. Better that then

A big storm which will take several

Days to clear out. The winter is not

Disappointing except to some skiers or

Snowmobilers. To the rest of us it

Saves on our shovels and backs. This

Will not go on forever. We will have

Our turn and it probably won’t be

Pleasant or grand. In the meantime

Gray prevails without a hint of sunshine.

Not much snow to talk about and

No one knows for sure what impact

This will have on the spring ground.

Small animals are hibernated away.

They have stashed enough food

Away and are probably wondering

If it is time to come out again and

Enjoy the fresh air. They will probably

Stay put as will we.

Stanski

January 9, 2024, ^

I heard the distant rumble

Like thunder beyond the distant hllls

Not to panic I grabbed my keys

Stepped outside to face the breeze

Got hit in the face with snow

From the roof It felt like a kick from

A donkey’s hoof. I backed up to

Take it all in. Went back into the house

Crawled into bed like a lazy louse

Heard more rumble, but then I  knew

It came down like the other shoe.

I had to dig my way out

This is winter, you must be stout.

I grabbed a beer and a shovel

Drank the beer and held the shovel

Figured out my course of action

I’d push some here and some there

Pretty soon it would all be clear

Couldn’t collect any money. That

Was for the days they called me sonny

The storm blew over to  my delight

I hate to put up such a fight

I’m happy I still had the stamina and

Could conquer such a worthy for.

One thing I feel lucky about is;

There wasn’t any ice in that snow.

Stanski

January 8, 2034, ^

The big shot wasn’t so big

A few inches of light snow

And a small amount

Of wind to blow it around

The one thing you can say

Is that it is beautiful and a

Winter wonderland. The

Sun showed itself in an

Undramatic way and in the

Process broke a string of

Several all-gray days. It is

Good to see the sun and

We can use the Vitamin D

It makes. The temperature is

Mild and the snow is beginning

To drop off the trees. The

Mini ice mountains are gone

And the waves hitting the

Shore are mild, causing no

Alarm. Two weeks of winter

Gone and eleven to go. So

Far so good.

Stanski

January 7,, 2024, ^

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, ^

Time waits for no one

Everyone knows this, but

The Chinese have fifty and hundred

Year plans. When they arrive do they

Remember what the plan

Was about. They want control

But why? Is the question. To make

Others suffer for our amusement

Is as ludicrous as anything you

Have heard. People are set

Up, pointed out and laughed

At for some unknown foolishness

World power means nothing

When millions are murdered

For the good of the state.

Most of the great philosophers

Have concluded that there is a God

Over the years this god has taken

Many forms, but we would be

Foolish to believe that Jesus, Who

Died on the cross for our salvation

Is not the one and only true God.

His plan is a now plan, doesn’t

Believe in waiting. Be aware of

His dynamics and love.

Stanski or January 5, 2024, ^

The water is low

No waves

Whitecaps are history today

What does it mean

A few flurries

Didn’t mean much

Branches barely moving

No animals scattering about

No action taking place

Nature following the oddness of the week

New years is on a Monday

Throws everything off

Another excuse

We are full of them

None however hold water

We must live these days

There is an imperative to do this

We must not sit back and do nothing

There is too much to do and

We will be held accountable

Better to  take action now

Then pay the price later

We are wise people and

Have heard the word

Pick up the cross and follow Him

One thing that is never wrong

Stanski

January 4, 2024. ^