Though the nights are cold, and we wake to frosty meadows, the temperature shoots from frozen to warm with the first touch of the sun. Suddenly, the small birds have reappeared, and everything is in leaf.
Call of the sun
with the leap of the light,
drawing leaf from buds,
sap from roots,
dogs from chairs.
Wren calls, Nesting time!
and all the world listens.
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I love this-so full of light, joy, and action.
I think we will be having warmer days next week, but today the temperatures are dropping, and the wind is gusting. It will be be in the teens (F) when I wake up tomorrow.
Thank you 🙂 It makes a big difference to be able to go our without gloves and big coat.
That’s bitter ! It’s dropping to around 28°F at night but rises to low 60s by lunchtime. It’s quite spectacular watching the frost melt and the birds and lizards not taking any notice of it 🙂
It sounds lovely!
It should be cold here in January and February, but it’s been mild. Now, suddenly it’s extremely cold. It will be back in the 50s in a few days. It’s going to be dangerously cold where my older child is in Massachusetts. They’re telling people not to go out, or if they do, to wear double layers.
It is lovely when the sun heats up. Gets cold at night though. Not like where you and yours are, that sounds awful!
I stayed in yesterday!
I can’t wait for the morning birdsong to wake me. Now all I have are the crows. (K)
Me too. It needs that first sun to wake things up when the night is freezing, and this morning it took a while for the frost to melt. I haven’t flung open the windows yet!
The wind has come inside even without the windows being open today.
We’ve been hearing horror stories of your polar weather. I really hope it’s almost over.
Tomorrow they say.