Having spoken with others about this time of year when autumn is slipping into winter and there is a definite transition stage which we experience in our own way, I was reminded of a poem I wrote many years ago. The Boarder. And when I got out the book and found it, I decided to reproduce some of it here. (double click on photo to enlarge print)
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Our skies have been filled with all sorts of clouds lately and we’ve been digging back into our minds to remember all the different names for them. It’s chilly and snowy here in my part of Ontario. The first snow arrived on the weekend, and it is wet and sloppy as the temperatures are just above 0 Celsius.