First Breathings

I would abandon my boring blue skies

for this–

first breath of winter.

Let the sun beat the desert floor another day;

for now, let this crystalline colored breath and cheek plumming wind

chase me home to hot chocolate or fresh free trade coffee–

the wind at my back, my bike geared up, dog at the trot,

all senses tingling at this frosty pleasure.


About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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10 Responses to First Breathings

  1. Susan Hart says:

    Overcast skies provide my best picture-taking opportunities. I love these!

  2. Lynna Clark says:

    Beautiful! Where do you live?

  3. randallslack says:

    Wow! I’d live there.

  4. seekraz says:

    Crazy mix of Joshua Trees and snow on the mountains…such contrast. Nice photos…nice words, too. 🙂

  5. reinkat says:

    Beautiful photos–and so familiar. I don’t miss California, but it surely does have some beautiful places.
    Victorville? Phelan? How lovely they are in the wintertime!

    • Yes, it has its own beauty. But it is a bummer and a challenge to crop out the trash. Part of it comes from our great winds! But people just use the desert as a dumping ground. That’s sad.

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