As soon as I get out of the car
I begin to run and run
find a stick
(because Mr. Orangie is hibernating right now)
then the snow squalls begin ~
blustering ice flakes and crystals
softening the landscape
for as far as the eye can see
runners and walkers
pay no attention
the winds are relentless along the rocky beach area
even the old fortress can not escape
Mother Nature's eroding onslaught
no picnics today at the park
some Doodles enjoy and some not-so-much
these February snow squalls.
I for one am in total favour of them.
They perk you up instantly
let you know that you are alive.
Then as quickly as they came
they are gone in a flash.
Namaste, my friends!