Snow is piling up,
hiding the grass that was greening up,
just two days ago.
I'm dashing out of the house once n a while
to tend the maple syrup fire.
Then back in to warm my hands, as I
bake fragrant banana bread
and brew hot tea for myself and my son,
who is feeling under the weather.
The world is beautiful,
and the wind is wild.
and home is a cozy place
to spend a quiet day
with my youngest child.
Wherever you are, whatever the weather, I wish you the blessing of quiet days.