Technology to the Rescue!

After the blizzard a couple of weeks ago, Ron and I decided that we needed a snow blower/thrower. My dear, California boy has now learned how to deal with the snow in style. We love Colorado! ❤ Thanks for stopping in to see us,

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #72 Life & Give

I saw on the weather broadcast for Thanksgiving Day that northern California was finally receiving some relief from the drought. Heavy snowfall was falling in an attempt to remedy some of the worst drought conditions ever recorded in our history. Ronovan's words for the week are "life and give," quite fitting for Thanksgiving week. As … Continue reading RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #72 Life & Give

The Weather Witch

I have been told that I am a weather witch, a purveyor of the elements. Strange weather events take place where ever we live. Somehow I maneuver the climate. Like the blizzard that blew into Colorado Springs last evening through this morning... The winds blew hard, battering the north side of the house. Boards creaked … Continue reading The Weather Witch

A Winter Interlude

Jennifer Nichole Wells One Word Photo challenge word for this week is "snow!" Here is a photo of our backyard in Prescott Valley, Arizona. We are about 5,000 ft. elevation here. This was a quick storm that blew in that April of 2011.  The featured photo is from our house in Montana. That was just … Continue reading A Winter Interlude

Pixel Prose Challenge– “Winter”

(Image credit: Winter Fairy) Winter shows her colors in the sparkle on the crystal frost she paints on the trees, and in the bite of the cold north wind she caresses our pale cheeks - rosy. Pinecones, holly, and red berries encircle her golden tresses, while icy starlight twinkles in the deep green of her … Continue reading Pixel Prose Challenge– “Winter”

Golden Grasses in the Snow

The north wind blows the snow in swirling luminous eddies. Biting cold seeps into the woman’s fruitless body prostate on the ground. Sparkling snow, deep in some places, barren in others, fans over her splayed-out chestnut hair. Spiky golden stalks of grass rubbing in the wind, Scratching, scratching in the snow. ~ ~ ~ What … Continue reading Golden Grasses in the Snow