


Winter days stretch endlessly.
The cold, the rain, and the tulle fog hang.
Copyright © 2010 Dianne Marie Andre
Posted in Dianne's Blog | Tagged garden poetry, garden prose, garden thoughts, gardening |
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Beautiful poem! Makes me want to get cozy!
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A good wish for Christmas–time to get cozy.
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