Monday, December 17, 2012

A December Gift

I fully expected to find the Coke Field a mass of gray branches 
sticking out above lifeless grass. Of course, it wasn't; denuded of their
leaves, the trees and stems revealed their taupe, mauve and
maroon winter wardrobes. Sneaky bits of green grass remain,
as well as moss, and the day's blue sky shown in the creek.

During my walk, I met a man walking his dogs. 
He remarked on the beautiful day we'd been given, 
a gift in the middle of December. As I watched, the clouds
raced across the blue sky, and the sunlight danced 
a tango on the trees and field, and I had to agree.

1 comment:

dive said...

Looks like a pleasant and balmy run up to Christmas over there, Speedway. I hope it lasts.