Singing the blues

Winter’s white is quite the fright as we look out the door.
I’ve had had the flu. That made us blue.
I just can’t take much more!

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Morning musings

Snow and ice aren’t very nice,
once thoughts have moved to spring.

Still sleeping in can be a win,
such warmth those blankets bring.

A groundhog and a growl

Junie B. was busy finding her place in the sun on this frigid morning as I announced, “It’s Groundhog Day.”

“And it seems Puxatony Phil’s expecting 6 more weeks of winter.”

I detected a tiny growl.

“Hey, that’s not so bad,” I added. “The local weather man is actually predicting another 8 to 12!”

With that, Junie B. jumped off her perch and made a fast retreat back under the thick blankets atop her dog bed.

My girl knows a long winter’s nap cures most everything up here in the midwest.

Even a case of the blues.