
“Talk what you please of future spring and sun-warm’d sweet tomorrow.” – from the poem A Daughter of Eve by Christina Rossetti.
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“Talk what you please of future spring and sun-warm’d sweet tomorrow”, but save a dream of winter for me. Bright blue clear skies with clouds brushed away by strong breezes, take my breath on a morning walk. Old skates now jostling over my well padded shoulder blades from layered sweaters and heavy coat, have been sharpened to dangerous blades. A shovel in my mittened hand, always ready to make short work of the frozen pond’s skiff from previous night’s snow, and I pause to take it in. An every day adventure; a simple, solitary respite inside a busy day of household chores. Scraping sounds of the spade pierce the pristine surroundings, and scatter a few crows previously resting silently on icy branches. I don the skates, secure long laces with bared hands, suddenly stiff from exposure. Then, awaited bliss as I begin to glide.
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Bliss indeed, well conveyed, evocative.
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Thank you
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I intended to see if I was still able to skate this year on a nearby pond as I’ve haven’t for years. Your poem took me there. Maybe next year…..
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Write about it. I’m jealous😀
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I wanted to leave winter behind until I read this. Beautiful, Cheryl! I could feel that first blade gliding.
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Thank you
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You’re welcome.
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Love how you ever so gently slipped into wintry weather in this …
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Thanks for visiting!
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Oh yes… skating is a one really good thing with winter… we often have good ice close to where we live…
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It was a childhood delight
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Flowing beauty in your words…as if gliding on ice..
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Thanks for reading!
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