winter starts here
in undefined colours damp-smeared
and dipping in and out
of the universal grey-green
the bright piping of undeterred birds
winter
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winter starts here
in undefined colours damp-smeared
and dipping in and out
of the universal grey-green
the bright piping of undeterred birds
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Jane Dougherty Writes 
My surrounding is officially white now. Sb said this morning, December is here, don’t you love it? No, dammit, it’s cold and snowing and I’m still on crutches.
We had frost yesterday morning and it was supposed to be the same today. It isn’t just cold and dreary. Cold enough for me and more!
It’s – here. Brrrrr.
You’re welcome to keep it.
Currently I have no other choice.
Ha. Not many job vacancies in the climate department.
It’s going to be a long hard one I feel it in my bones 💜
I’ve thought that too, though the locals tell me it won’t be any colder than usual.
I feel it will 💜
Me too 😦
The darker months do have more undefined colors. Everything is tinged in grey. (K)
The mist softens too.