Season Of Blankets

I can feel it becoming colder.
The sky is bluer, crisp
as the North wind whistles
through my front door.
The fields have been harvested,
leaving the rough, cut stubs
to protrude up from the red sod.
To the distance eye's view,
the fields have put on their
furry winter's coat.
On one side of the road
that cuts through leading
north to south,
the winter wheat is spring green
in it's growing season.
Soon, it will wave to the onlookers
in its golden, winter white coat.
It seems it sneaks upon us fast
as we blink and wink into our Winter's nap.
It is good to be under
the blankets when it is cold.
This year it is a welcome,
colder and warm blankets.
Feels like..join me.

Raine Les 11/29/2009

Love this weather just for cuddling.Other than that.BLAH.Nice write again

This writ made my day! yes it is cold here its a good thing I love to make them! blankets they just feel good<<<< koolaid

you are such a happy woman, thank you.

the wind blowing, cold outside, snuggling down under the covers, hot chocolate with marshmallows....me content

thanks for painting another beautiful picture Sadie

Gazing out through this glass, ice drops frozen with each warmth
of suns past. Shivers up and down my spine, knowing Mr. Frost has
trailed his mark. To see and be all that once was, now just HE.


Great write of a winter doom,as its a doom to me,,,,brrrrrrrrrrr,wink