Winter

Joined: Sun Sep 25, 2011 12:44 pm Posts: 411

Winters the resting season, but slowed down energy goes on, plenty is alive and ticking, including the Bramblings song. Leaf mold goes on, twigs, branches, strewn around, hark the Robins song, the Hedgehog sleeps sound. The ground froze with winters chill, trees struggle for water, dehydration avoided with fall, first the Chestnut stripped bare. The Oak defiant hanging on, in the warmth of the litter bed, invertibrates practice decay, fungal threads returning chemical energy. Adaption, change, going on, bare trees host the Squirrels drey, Squirrels home, most of the day, in dead logs insects play. At night a cold haunting moon, bright, then gloom, chilly, no pity, dawn then, a Squirrel leaves it's drey, Along a branch and back for warmth. Snow starts to fall, a blustery wind calls, tiny icicles glisten, cold, still, a Blackbird pecks the ground flutters away, so starts another winters day. jobee http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PIG35GzbhJg http://www.whosdatedwho.com/tpx_6220/va ... px_1232991