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   Brenda Davis Harsham on January 29, 2017 at 9:15 am

   Such a dusting of joy in my reading your poem. Nature always bring consolation.

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     Alice Nine on January 29, 2017 at 2:57 pm

     I like your “dusting of joy” –makes a connection to fairy tales 🙂

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       Brenda Davis Harsham on January 29, 2017 at 8:37 pm

       Thanks, Alice. 🙂 Great post.

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   Jane the Raincity Librarian on January 28, 2017 at 9:50 pm

   Oh my goodness, I feel a chill just reading those words! But there’s still such a comforting coziness to the scenes as well. A beautiful wintery moment.

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     Alice Nine on January 29, 2017 at 2:59 pm

     And we appreciate the “comforting coziness” all the more because of the “chill.” Thanks for stopping by!

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   bjleepoet on January 28, 2017 at 1:47 pm

   How wonderful to be able to do nothing, to go with nature’s flow. What a lovely poem and picture!

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     Alice Nine on January 28, 2017 at 1:49 pm

     Thank you. So glad you stopped by 🙂

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   Tabatha on January 28, 2017 at 1:34 pm

   We haven’t had any snow yet this year. Would love to be tucked in by a little of it 🙂

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     Alice Nine on January 28, 2017 at 1:48 pm

     🙂 Here’s hoping you get at least one before winter is over.

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   Kiesha Shepard on January 28, 2017 at 9:33 am

   Gorgeous, Alice! “a hushed white” That’s a great description. Ahh, to sit and do nothing is worth something!

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     Alice Nine on January 28, 2017 at 9:45 am

     Thank you, Kiesha. So true: “to sit and do nothing is worth something!”

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   maryleehahn on January 28, 2017 at 6:17 am

   Ah…sounds like heaven. The silence of a sudden snow and just doing…nothing.

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     Alice Nine on January 28, 2017 at 9:54 am

     Thank you for stopping by this morning, Mary Lee!

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   Kay McGriff (@kaymcgriff) on January 28, 2017 at 5:42 am

   What a lovely invitation to sit and be still.

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     Alice Nine on January 28, 2017 at 9:56 am

     Thank you for visiting me this morning, Kay.

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   lindabaie on January 27, 2017 at 8:41 pm

   That is how snow that suddenly appears feels, not sure about going out, plans canceled. Great poem!

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     Alice Nine on January 27, 2017 at 9:10 pm

     Thank you, Linda. I like that feeling, at least for the first 24 hours. After that it can become a bit of a nuisance.

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   cvarsalona on January 27, 2017 at 8:34 pm

   Alice, just as I was about to turn the computer off, I found your offering for PF. It is lovely with a gentle softness and a peaceful tone. Will you consider offering it for my gallery, #WinterWonder17? I hope so. The invitation is at http://beyondliteracylink.blogspot.com/2017/01/invitation-to-winter-wonder-17.html. You can take a screenshot of the photo and poem with your signature.

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     Alice Nine on January 27, 2017 at 9:07 pm

     Thank you, Carol. I will.

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