Chinook winds have arrived. January thaw reminds us of spring.
The dead of winter waits a month down the road from here.

It won’t last … but while it does someone will celebrate, get a bit giddy
and dig out a pair of shorts.

… and someone else will sigh and wait for the arctic air to return us [...]

Let the snow fly, we don’t mind it. It feels like ice on a bad bruise.

Let the snow fly, we don’t mind it.

Stillness and here you are.
Drift, all ways at once, at home.
Sing and hum and pass by.
Wolves don’t bother me, let them howl.
I don’t mind them.

Words floated in, edit, edit, edit with ease.
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