Friday, November 9, 2018

snow is a comin' (and kooser)

 my car has her snow tires on and 
 a new windshield scraper is tucked under the front seat
(not sure where the old one went...). 
i dug up the last of the leeks this afternoon.
did you know that you can plant your freshly dug, untrimmed 
leeks in a container in the root cellar and they will stay fresh?
on my list of things to do tomorrow.
 i marvel at the sage.
her silvery leaves keep growing long after everything
else in the garden gives up.

we can often find her, tucked under a blanket of snow,
ready to flavor a thanksgiving or holiday turkey.

i love to sizzle her leaves in olive oil (along
 with slivered leeks) to use 
as a garnish for pasta and soups.
here's our weather station, perched at the top 
of the pole that holds up our clothesline.

today marks the first day of ted kooser's
Winter Morning Walks:
one hundred postcards to Jim Harrison

some of us are reading it again,
or maybe for the first time.

"The sky hangs thin and wet on its clothesline."

 that's surely how it feels as we wait for the first measurable
snow of the season here in vermont.

i look forward to spending a few, quiet and peaceful
moments for the next one hundred days
with the solace of kooser's writing.

let me know how it goes for you, dearest readers.


1 comment:

  1. I read the first poem today, and so loved it. I posted about it on my blog. Thank you for writing about it.


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