One Lonely Snowflake

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Autumn’s fading peace

Winter’s renewing lease

 

One lonely snowflake

More coming at daybreak

 

Sky fills with more snow

Sunshine, morning’s no-show

 

Snow’s depth keeps growing

Wind wakes up, now blowing

 

Light powder sifting

Definitely drifting

 

Traffic hurries home

Under low-pressure dome

 

Drivers surrender

With each fender bender

 

Life’s pace slowing down

Snowstorm parks, all around

 

Forecast calls for more

Snowplows called out to war

 

Surfing waves of white

Under wintry twilight

 

Empty classrooms sleep

Children shall never weep

 

Nighttime dreams complete

Will tomorrow repeat?

 

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Wild Pitch

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Winter’s timing

Of course, never exact

Latest Arctic blast

Forecast sometimes hijacked

 

Sunshine shows up

Mirage of comfy time

Wind roars from true north

Car battery’s downtime

 

Sunset’s curtain

Darkness shrouded in cold

Sky’s icy moonlight

Furnace remote-controlled

 

Layer of quilts

Pulled from hiding place

Frozen toes thaw out

Warmth flows, cozy embrace

 

Morning arrives

Winter throws its wild pitch

Freezing air remains

Long-forgotten, spring’s itch

 

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Wintertime’s Invite (Haiku Series #263)

Incoming Mail

Crystal, clear night sky

Reflecting moonlight’s spotlight—

Postcard’s tranquil dreams

Tranquility’s Home

Snowy landscape’s joy

Marked by tiniest hoofprints—

Scene of hope-filled peace

Cozy Delights

Chilly, early morn

Warming stove works her magic—

Biscuits with honey

All photos courtesy of Pinterest.

Monday Memories: Step by Step

One of my favorite places to walk is a short drive from my home.  Walnut Woods Metro Park (the Woods) is a special place to find nature’s treasures along its easy to moderate trails.  The photographs shown with this poem were taken a few days ago.  Enjoy!

Peaceful Walnut Creek meanders along the northern border of park.

Early morning light beckons

Putting on worn hiking shoes

Overcast skies hold back rain

Nature waits with charming views

 

Driving to a park, the “Woods”

Tranquility always waits

Peace and beauty reaching out

Eager feet, needing no skates

 

Step by step, walking farther

Park’s vastness, shouting with joy

Around each bend, nature smiles

Many sights and sounds deploy

 

Morning excursion teases

Birds sing back and forth on cue

Precious blossoms smelling sweet

Coffee can’t top nature’s brew

 

Time seems to pause with each step

Today’s time comes to an end

Ticket punched for return trip

These “Woods” remain a best friend

 

A few signs of spring’s early blossoms still can be found, but they will soon be gone.

Originally published June, 2020.

Trivia’s Facts and More (1/6)

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This informative post will be published on Saturday in place of my regular one.  You are invited to participate with the opening question.

Brain Teaser Question

What is special about these words:  job, polish, herb?  (Hint:  Each word has at least another pronunciation.)

(answer found at the end of this post)

Featured Facts

A member of the beetle family, the venerable ladybugs are colorful and harmless.  Gardeners love them because they enjoy eating aphids.

Here are a few unique details about ladybugs:

  • Color:  Most commonly in the U.S. with shiny red body with black spots.
  • Description:  Small, round, winged beetle with black legs and antennae
  • Habitat:  Meadows, fields, and gardens
  • Diet:  Both larvae and adults eat aphids and other small insects

There are approximately 5,000 species of ladybugs worldwide.  Their Latin scientific name of Coccinellidae means little red sphere.  The seven-spotted ladybug is native to Europe, and it was brought to the United States in the mid-1900s to help farmers control aphid populations.

The life cycle of ladybugs begins with a female laying a cluster of 20-300 eggs on the underside of a leaf near an aphid colony.  Within a week, the eggs will hatch into larvae.  During the next 10-15 days, the larvae feed on aphids before moving into the pupal stage and later adulthood.

In many cultures, ladybugs are considered good luck.  In the Middle Ages, these beetles rid grapevines of insect pests.  To show their appreciation, farmers called them the “Beetle of Our Lady” in a reference to the Virgin Mary.  They are sometimes called ladybirds, lady beetles, and lucky bugs.

The usual lifespan for ladybugs is 2-3 years, and they must survive against numerous predators.  Birds are the number one foe, but they also must contend with frogs, wasps, spiders, and dragonflies.  In the winter, they hibernate in rotting logs and under rocks, as colonies numbering in the thousands.  

top row:  enlarged look at a ladybug, ladybug preparing for flight.  bottom row:  colony of ladybugs on a leaf, single ladybug feasting on an aphid, small insect at the top of a plant seems unaware of the hunter below.  (photographs courtesy of pinterest.)

 

Answer to Brain Teaser Question

They are pronounced differently when the first letter is capitalized:  Job, Polish, Herb.

Nightly Mysteries

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Hidden by daytime’s blindfold

Nightly mysteries unfold

 

Unseen by small, sleeping town

Abyss of darkness won’t drown

 

Mythical legends stirring

Wind’s voices always purring

 

Heavy clouds cover moonlight

Twinkling stardust taking flight

 

Quiet tremors rolling out

Silent breathing’s faithful route

 

Landscape frozen at midnight

Escape rides with winter’s knight

 

Forest sentinels stand tall

Every tree shall never fall

 

Battle raging, nature makes choice

Night after night, peace shares voice

 

Running out of life’s fructose

Harshest memories now close

 

Writing danger’s forewarning

All forgotten by morning

 

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Moonlight’s Shadows (Haiku Series #260)

Waiting

Landscape’s nighttime breathes

Fascination with shadows—

Hiding in moonlight

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Moving

Moonlight’s nightly dreams

Welcoming invitation—

Shadow’s quiet dance

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Sleeping

Northern lights bursting

Heavenly brightness steals show—

Moonlight’s shadows rest

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Winter’s Sketches

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Winter nurtures peaceful scene

Warmest memories roam free

Earth no longer dressed in green

Snow covering every tree

 

Chimney sends welcoming smoke

Greeting from kitchen’s warm flame

Early morning’s comfy cloak

Cook stove’s crackling wood lays claim

 

Small cabin nestled in woods

Hidden from anyone’s view

Pantry filled with nature’s goods

Winter’s satisfying brew

 

Never more perfect setting

Looking up at mountain slopes

Arctic air never sweating

Preserving tomorrow’s hopes

 

Midnight’s twinkling moonlight beams

Postponing scheduled chinook

Winter’s sketches replay dreams

Precious pages fill scrapbook

 

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Joining Winter’s Summit

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Autumn’s graying face

Sunshine taking cover

Landscape’s serenity

Going undercover

 

Snowflakes in forecast

Temperatures plummet

What will overnight bring?

Joining winter’s summit

 

Morning cold descends

Snowfall blankets each road

Nature playing her cards

Covering each zip code

 

Snow calls in favors

Wintertime’s gifts galore

Arctic airstream arrives

Drafting each snowplow corps

 

Winter’s carousel

Endless fun disembarks

Children grab toboggans

Sledding’s snowy footmarks

 

Courtesy of Pinterest.

Returning to Morning

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Season follows season

Stormy seas giving way

Returning to morning

Tranquil waters each day

 

Autumn’s peaceful colors

Restful days bringing calm

Returning to morning

Gratitude fills each psalm

 

Winter’s brisk cold arrives

Fireplace warming each heart

Returning to morning

Snowstorm ready to start

 

Spring’s joy welcomes comeback

Love sharing fresh flowers

Returning to morning

Praises flood each hour

 

Summer’s playful leisure

Laughter filling each day

Returning to morning

Endless moments won’t stay

 

Harmony’s creation

Nature writing each verse

Returning to morning

Always time to rehearse

 

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