Good things in a dark time of year
Dec. 4th, 2009 01:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bunn- Light slanting low under heavy blue clouds that look like they are painted in Payne's Grey
- Rainbow in one direction, hailstorm going the other way, sun on my back, rain on my face
- The birds flying in flocks and being flung about by the wind,
- The rain and the shapes of the hills through the mist.
- Houses with fires, evening walks with stars
- Torn strips of cloud streaming past a full moon.
- The way the primroses are coming through already, and the roses can't quite decide if the summer is over and keep trying one more bloom.
- Dogs all covered in mud all happy and wiggly when you try to dry them with a towel, laughing at you and the mud with happy faces
- All the paths and beaches empty except for me, and dark trees still flying ragged orange leaves.
- Rainbow in one direction, hailstorm going the other way, sun on my back, rain on my face
- The birds flying in flocks and being flung about by the wind,
- The rain and the shapes of the hills through the mist.
- Houses with fires, evening walks with stars
- Torn strips of cloud streaming past a full moon.
- The way the primroses are coming through already, and the roses can't quite decide if the summer is over and keep trying one more bloom.
- Dogs all covered in mud all happy and wiggly when you try to dry them with a towel, laughing at you and the mud with happy faces
- All the paths and beaches empty except for me, and dark trees still flying ragged orange leaves.
