When the winter sun lifts its head above the horizon
For a brief few hours our hearts are lightened
As we remember the warmth and buzz of summer.
But for now, the land lies cold, hibernating
Waiting for that angle of light that signals
New beginnings – Spring.
Poem and photo copyright Englepip©
Englepip's World 
Wonderful imagery 🙂
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Thank you. It’s getting cold here now. I hope your fires are more under control.
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Thank you, they are doing their best.
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I feel for you all. The world has gone mad – so few nations anywhere near their climate targets and most increasing their carbon footprint without a care for others and they don’t even consider the result if it doesn’t affect them directly. 😦
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