When it snows again my love, I’ll cook us some eggs
in the morning, as we watch the huge flakes,
descending slowly as if
they were angels floating,
and as we cover
ourselves, with extra quilts
I’ll read to you
some of the ancient poets –
shall we start with Hafiz
or the saints of old?
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Such fun!
Yay! Thank you Connie, peace and be blessed. Have a creative week!
Sounds so cozy.
Yes! Thank you Golden! Peace and have a wonderful week.
Beautiful Pictures! I can see the snow comng down and taste the eggs!
Dwight
Thank you Dwight! So can I! I’m ready for another day like this. Peace my friend and rich blessings to you.
Thanks, Have a great week!
Wonderful.
Thank you Sylvia! Yes I love times like these. Peace to you and rich blessings.
Sounds perfect on this winter morning with blowing snow and temps in the -40c range 🙂
Thank you Dennis! Wow, that sounds like some tough weather. Stay warm and dry, and welcome to my blog. Peace to you!
Flesh freezes in less than 30 seconds. Me follow you long time now. This one hit a home run!
Thank you Dennis!
Beautiful photo and the poem! The first part stuck in my head now 🙂
Thank you Sunny Days! Yes it does stick in my head too! Peace to you and great blessings.
you’re 2 loving angels… I’m hummin’ this wonderful song:
“on dirait qu’on à tous un ange, – it seems that we all have an angel
on dirait bien qu’c’est toi… – it seems that it’s YOU…
on dirait que dans ce monde étrange, – it seems that in this strange world,
on dirait que t’as toujours été là… – you’ve always been here…”(Amir)
That is beautiful! Merci Melanie. Peace and great blessings to you!
Now that is romantic!
Thank you Elisabet! This is one of my favorites. Peace to you and rich blessings!