January rain,
shimmering pathways, blank skies,
and a lone walker.
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January wind,
bending trees, lashing wetness,
and a happy dog.
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January days,
sleeping snails, stirring shoots,
and a hoe at rest.
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Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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You’ve captured the caprices of January here Sarah, lovely images of the twists and turns of the month.
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Thank you, Andrea 🙂 And “caprices” is a perfect choice of word from you.
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Lovely. Captures the moment.
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Thank you, Luccia 🙂
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Yes indeed, Sarah! The little things only a writer would notice. You have the type of vision no eye-doctor can measure, for you are a writer! Hear you roar!!!
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You’ve made me smile, Bill, my dear friend 🙂 My eye-doctor would be very pleased to know that the January weather hadn’t deterred me from taking a break from the computer to go for a walk. Actually, a gust of wind nearly blew me over today. Now I know how that feels, it has given me something else to write about in the future. I’ve never experienced that before, but I am a bit underweight, so the wind thought “there walks a feather that I’m going to blow into the air!” Sometimes I envy the birds but I’m not so sure I’d ride the air currents with quite such aerodynamic grace!!!
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Ah Monday. A visit to Sarah. What could be better?
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And what could be better than a visit from Shey? 🙂 xxxxxxxxx
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Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww xxxxxxxxxxx
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And a happy dog. Love the close Sarah.
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Thank you, Dave 🙂
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