Haar: New word for me.
Living in a cold dense cloud
Sums it up quite well.
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Haar: New word for me.
Living in a cold dense cloud
Sums it up quite well.
Sleep will not come
Despite exhaustion dragging
Im still wide awake
Spring becomes summer
The lawn is mowed yet again
Flowers on the way.
Autumn leaves fall fast
Summer too brief a promise
Winter chills the Soul
Sunny June in Cal
Fall leaves mingin' 'n' mushy
Winter blows them back
Oxford seems to rock
With academic pride, but
Edi is cool too.
Autumn marches on
winter round next corner
summer only a memory.
With bated breath we wait.
Will our world come to naught, or
Some fantasy die?
With Winter Solstice
Comes Christmas and longer days
Light beckons once more
After three weeks of fog
We had a welcome wee break
Chucked rain for hours.
Rain and mist here too
Nights getting darker and moths
I do not like moths
Passing, stopped to say
Old friends are you well in heart -
Do lines flow freely?
Birthdays in Autumn
Music, cake and special friends
His legend lives on.
It's not Autumn yet!
Yet I know of whom you speak
Smoke up the ganja!
Gust of wind arose
First leaves came drifting down
Autumn edging in
Autumn was too brief
Now Winter approaches us
Too coarse and too soon
Mama pig is dead
Old feuds surface with vigour
Reay disnae need this.
The chat room is dark
The keys have been put away
Winter for many
A storm did rip thru
The sea was high, trees got shook
Ah, winter is here!
Winter is here now
Rain, sleet & snow, all normal
Real Caithness weather.