It’s snowing in NWArkansas. How much or for how long? Weather sort of does its own thing; sometimes predictable, sometimes surprising; so, we’ll just have to wait and see.
I thought this might be a good time to post another snow poem. Whether your day is snowy or sunny or somewhere in between, I hope you have a good supply of cozy mysteries at hand so you can enjoy this winter day.
Silence
A soft and downy, drowsy day; the sky is furry, blurry gray. No wind to blow the snow away in patches.
The trees are draped in frozen lace; the meadow is an arctic place; And house and barn, with wintry grace, wear thatches.
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