This morning, at first light the sky was still. I opened the curtains to let in the light, then snuggled back under the covers, waiting til 7AM. First the wind blew in a dazzling snow squall that swirled like three story tall cloaked Sufis twirling outside so fast that tall pines were hidden.
Second, a proper gift from the beginning of Spring: Please find the first publishing of a new bit of poetry, in https://threedropspoetry.co.uk, for which I am very grateful. Three Drops in The Cauldron Journal comes out of the UK. Happy Spring! The wheel continues to turn toward light. See if you can find the cauldron.