It's been an unusual winter,
one that leaves me scratching my head
and wondering aloud,
It's mid-March already?
In a matter of days,
I went from mild nights in Manhattan,
to snow in the Sierras.
There are so many tales to tell,
so many words to craft carefully...
But, I can't quite do my thoughts justice just yet.
image is my own
And the snow and the quiet of the mountains this morning
offer me a perfect pause.
This first half of the month,
I found I'd taken on the role of Lioness of March,
and as we round out month's end,
I'd like to be a little more lamb.
happy wintering, friends.