"Just as a dancer, turning and turning, may fill the dusty light with the soft swirl of her flying skirts, our weeping willow ---now old and broken , creaking in the breeze ---turns slowly, slowly in the winter sun, sweeping the rusty roof of the barn with the pale blue lacework of her shadow."- Ted Kooser, Winter Morning Walks
I would like to tell you that I was out early this morning looking at the "pale blue lacework" of the winter's shadow. Instead, I am sitting indoors contemplating how I can get through this day without going outside at all. We had another winter storm yesterday, and today the air is bitter cold. If I stroll, I will share it here. In the meantime, I am looking forward to enjoying other strolls vicariously!
If you have time to stroll today, please post about about it on your blog and then come back here with a comment and a link to your post. You may use the Sunday Stroll button at the top of this post on your post or side bar if you would like. I will add participant names to this post so other strollers can walk through your garden too. I have guests coming this afternoon for a few hours, but will try to get outdoors either before they arrive or after they leave and will update here when I can.
Look who's strolling:
Ruth at Everyday Woman
Margaret at Periodic Pearls
Abbie at Farmer's Daughter
Joyce at Tall Grass Worship
Me, here at The Quiet Country House
Jena at Becker Farms