Callie outside Will not come inside Rolling in snow
Bundled up warm Bird feeders filled Spotted huge bird at dusk Owl or hawk
Good morning to bake Housework and Desk work
Temperature says Stay inside
Many years ago She felt the cold calling her and invigorating
Not at this time
Wherever I am, the world comes after me. It offers me its busyness. It does not believe that I do not want it. Now I understand why the old poets of China went so far and high into the mountains, then crept into the pale mist.