With lots of cold days
Fantastically wild beauty
New every morning
Ice, snow and rising sun
The tools of His Majesty's artistry
With exclamations of how tired we are being cold
You know it is cold in the house
when the dog tries to sleep this close to the fire
Dispite discomfort half on-half off the hearth
To be fair, it was early morning when
The winter chill of the night
Had yet to be banished from the room
January ends
With odd collections of humor found everywhere
Socks for feet - as opposed to socks for hands, maybe?
Humor a tool to keep us warm inside
To onward go
Ready to shovel the pond to skate
Or forge a path to the beauty of our lake
Or enter the cold kitichen to prepare a meal
January ends
With the beginnings of
Established rhythms for the year
Of prayer with the church
Of family Bible discussion at a meal
Of build in exercise for everyone
And February begins
With dreams of community
Establishing a monthly board game night
Planning a Chinese New Year celebration to share
Ways to chase away the struggling gloom of deep winter
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