POSSIBLE WITH PRACTISE:
Walking between naked trees in the half-light of morning’s
best offering. It’s not too bad, I’m getting used to the gloom.
It gets easier to extract light out of dark.
Learning to chew twigs for nourishment until spring.
(K)
Stick men dancing in the wind.
I actually detest this time of year… The long dark dank dreary days get to me and bog me down…SAD they say…I have to agree…definitely ” affects” me…howeverrrr keeping on top of it as best possible this year…less than 2 weeks til the corner turns and days become longer…thank Fook 😀
…and if you are really bored, you can also gather those dancing sticks, right?