Depression In Winter, a Poem

Depression In Winter, by Jane Kenyon



There comes a little space between the south side of a boulder
and the snow that fills the woods around it.
Sun heats the stone, reveals a crescent of bare ground:
brown ferns, and tufts of needles like red hair, acorns,
a patch of moss, bright green...

I sank with every step up to my knees,
throwing myself forward with a violence of effort,
greedy for unhappiness -
until by accident I found the stone,
with its secret porch of heat and light,
where something small could luxuriate, then
turned back down my path, chastened and calm.
 
 
It seems these cold days are coming upon us more quickly than usual. I was out pulling down my Morning Glory vines and tried to retrieve some of the seed pods for next spring.  My daughter in law has put away all my yard statues and now it looks so bare out there.  Now I only see the quick flash of color as the birds fly by, anxious to beat the squirrels to the feeders.
 
I tend to get sad this time of year
and this type of poem about nature appeals to me.  I hope you enjoy it too.
 
Have a great day and enjoy the sunshine while we may.
 
Hugs

Why I've Been Away

Not because I wanted to be but because of illness due to a number of autoimmune diseases.

Future blogs will be brief since I can't sit for that long and type.  I also won't be able to go off on my little trips to take pictures.  I guess I will have to go to Photo bucket and see what I can find there.

How about this crazy weather?  First it was so hot we couldn't breathe and suddenly we turned cold without our Indian Summer.  Hopefully we will not go into an early winter with lots of snow.  I don't know, I'm not too happy with our Connecticut weather.

We are still putting up with the squirrels robbing the bird feeders, the skunks eating the cats' food.  We have grown to two feral cats plus a few kittens someone dumped off.  They are a wild little bunch but they come to eat also.  If only I could catch the cute little grey one.  All of them really, in order to take them to the shelter to be cared for and given their shots and spayed.  We don't need anymore critters and they will be better off.  They will learn to socialize and find homes with people who will care for them.

Our skunk family has now grown to four and they come in turns, terrorizing the hubby and boys.  They now carry flash lights and make lots of noise so as to scare them off before they startle them and they (the skunks), cut loose.  The only problem is, the skunks are not afraid and even shooing them off doesn't bother them.  Hubby turned the hose on the the biggest and oldest one in order to get to the patio door.  I covered my mouth to keep from laughing.  It's the same old, same old.

I will have to think back for special memories for my future blogs.  I'm unable to do much now and while I still remember, will share some favorite stories with you.

We will be celebrating our 50th anniversary October 15th so am so happy we have made it.  Out of all those years I'm sure I can bring forth a smile to share.

Have a wonderful day and until I can meet you here again, special autumn wishes.  Enjoy the colors, smells and apples that spell out autumn loud and clear.

Hugs