Saturday, January 24, 2009


Photo/Collage by S. Auberle

Bright sunshine this morning, 4 below zero. Though I'm one of winter's greatest fans, I must admit I'm not a fan of such windchill temperatures that you can't be outside for any length of time without danger of frostbite. But there's a hearty breakfast this morning of sunny-side up eggs and cornmeal mush--comfort food that takes you back to childhood mornings when all the world was bright, below zero or not.

Wrote this poem a few years ago, but it fits:

Five degrees
this 24th day of January
and about this time
winter begins to hurt
but the black brush
of crow wings
still inks
this white sky
a Chinese painting
in flowing progress
cracked voices singing
all is joy...
- mimi


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