wind blows through these trees
memories awakening
tranquility’s song
Tag: Seattle
Daffodils
the daffodil’s gaze
loving glance in the spring sun
a gentle breeze blows
Under the Clouds
set under the clouds
my city moves through the rain
while fueled by coffee
A rainy day here, just north of Seattle. One that brings me memories of northwestern Oregon. The winter rains in Astoria where my feet were my main mode of transportation. I guess that came from the heavy weight of the rain drops along with their coldness.
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Awoke to Birdsong
awoke to birdsong
slowly the sun rises
hinting at springtime
The birds were quite boisterous this morning. Looks like spring is nearly here. Though this hasn’t been that burial of a winter around here, I am ready for spring. Are you?
A Saturday Snowfall
snow falling
memories: moments of cheer
delights of childhood
Snow isn’t quite a joyous a thing as an adult as I found it as a child. Yet the echoes remain.
This is my contribution to today’s Word of the Day challenge, with today’s word “cheery”. I took a little liberty with “cheery”. I hope it cheers you, at least.
A Pluviophile’s Delight
rain is predicted
delights pluviophiles
Seattle winters
As a live-long Seattleite, I hold a certain fondness for rain. One tempered with topical annoyance, and occasional despair. Yet, for the most part, I enjoy rain. The sound upon my roof. Watching the rain from a street-side café, listening to jazz. So much of my life revolves around liquid precipitation.
Morning Rain
morning rain
a song, to me
memories
A Break In The Day
a break in the day
with rain no longer falling
I fit in a walk
A Moment Of Blue Sky
blue sky peeking throughswallowed quickly by the clouds
whispers of springtime
Saw a moment of blue sky above the trees. I actually wore my sunglasses briefly on today’s walk. Seattle’s winter has reclaimed the sky, though. Yet, rest assured, spring approaches.
January Flowers
in the light of dawn
this bitter bite of winter
balancing with grace
The winter air has a substantive bite. Our weather reports hinted at snow, January marching into February. Yet, even in this time of cold, of darkness, flowers grace life with reminders that spring approaches.
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 