Blue Ridge Mountains' Snow

Confetti twirls to the ground,
a mid-winter celebration,
my boots crunching the snow.

The crisp scent of cedar trees,
a mourning dove trilling on Jo Knob,
confetti twirls to the ground.

Five deer bound over a fence,
disappear into the laurel thicket,
my boots crunching the snow.

Children bobsled in the pasture,
my hot breath blows steam,
confetti twirls to the ground.

North wind bites the nose,
the pond glitters with ice,
my boots crunching the snow.

Walking the woodland trail,
cotton balls cling to pines,
confetti twirls to the ground;
my boots crunching the snow.
          --Brenda Kay Ledford

I hope all of my blogger friends are well and made it fine through the snow the Southeast had this week.  Most of the snow has melted now.  Locally, we did not have any power outage, but many did lose power across the region.  It was a beautiful snow, but it's great to see sunshine today.  I am looking forward to spring.