I always look forward to winter and the cold winds that circulate down from the north and with it, hopefully, much snow, but little ice as I can only tolerate some of winters storms...-e-
I miss all that color and the smell of dried leaves. But I'm here in the southeast Texas sun, bundled up this morning with the furnace on because the first front of the fall came sliding through a couple of days ago, taking away our 90° afternoons, sigh.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
This book won 'The Poetry Category'
Ron