Today, from a distance, I saw you,
walking away, and without a sound
the glittering face of a glacier
slid into the sea. An ancient oak
fell in the Cumberlands, holding only
a handful of leaves, and an old woman
scattering corn to her chickens looked up
for an instant. At the other side
of the galaxy, a star thirty-five times
the size of our own sun exploded
and vanished, leaving a small green spot
on the astronomer’s retina
as he stood on the great open dome
of my heart with no one to tell. ~ Ted Kooser, After Years
Yesterday's heavy, wet snowfall was a not-too-subtle reminder that winter is still around - stoic and seemingly immobile as ever. No worries, I'm house sitting in a lovely home, with a gorgeous view of last night's storm, and I have another pot of coffee brewing in the kitchen. I'm happy - slightly nostalgic (for...what?), but happy.
Also, I'm beginning to see what all the fuss is about when it comes to big bundt cakes.