dear winter..

snow gently settles at my front door each night when i arrive home; i am happy, because i know that the sap will flow longer this way-- but i am so eager for spring at the same time...

Dear  Winter:

    thank you

    you mean so much to me

    but

    it's time for us to say goodbye.

    Take your time,

    do what needs to be done

    so the sap may run long and fast

    and be plenty.

    I promise to embrace you 9 months from now

    when you arrive again.

xoxo

kismet