Blackberry Winter

Ode to Blackberry Winter

Ode to the winter that breaks away in early spring providing us with mist in the air, pink irises and skies at dawn.

Ode to the smell of damp earth and the wayside annual bush painted white against barbed wire fence.

Ode to the early morning lark that sings its familiar song on meadow post.

Ode to the greenest of grass and the coldest of dew on our feet to greet us on early May mornings.

Ode to the steam rising in early morn on pond and pasture. Yes, the return of that familiar sight and smell.....coupled with honeysuckle and sweet fragrance that fills roadside and route.

Ode to the rebirth of fresh new days, life, and the fruits of living.  Ode to the Blackberry Winter that chills and warms us all the same.

It's been a while...... :)