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Thursday, January 7, 2010

climbing toward the sky


trudging yellow dawn
hoofprints snap like kindling wood
winter sweetly sighs

See more dreamy skies at Skywatch Friday.

24 comments:

  1. I just love the quiet drama of winter.

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  2. I love the idea of dawn "trudging"! Great word use and the photos really evoke your words!

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  3. Beautiful winter scenes. Love your haiku.

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  4. Lovely words and terrific photos! Very dramatic winter shots!

    Have a great weekend, Noni, and stay warm!

    Sylvia

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  5. 'winter sweetly sighs' - lovely words and photos!

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  6. Quiet, serene, snow image. Such bliss!
    Joyce, IL, USA

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  7. Very, very nice! I can feel the crispness of the day! Have a great weekend

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  8. we are all hunkered in aren't we??

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  9. Lovely Skywatch shots! I love the mist in them.

    Thanks for the good luck wishes for my job! It hasn't been posted yet, some hopefully early next week!

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  10. Lovely pictures and Haiku to go with them!

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  11. Half a world away and still looks like the place where I walk my dog everyday. I especially love that first shot.

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  12. beautiful! looks frosty. happy new year!

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  13. Beautiful photos and words. I love your header photo too! Happy SWF!

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  14. gorgeous images and superb haiku to match!

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  15. That's a wonderful haiku to accompany those photos. There is a pure silence in these.

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  16. Thank you for that spot of beauty in my day!

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  17. Quiet, cold winter view ~ happy skywatch Friday!

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  18. noni these are so lovely. thanks for your visit.

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  19. Nice shots, like the pale light. It looks exactly the same, here in my part of the world.

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To live in the presence of great truths and eternal laws, to be led by permanent ideals--that is what keeps a man patient when the world ignores him, and calm & unspoiled when the world praises him.
Honoré de Balzac