I'm still alive and kicking, though I am still in hibernation. For some reason the winter has this effect on me, perhaps I was a bear in a previous life and it's an inbred instinct for me to hide in my cave during the cold winter days.
Anyway I have finally caught up with all your blogs and I am happy you all seem to be enjoying time with your dolls. However, I am going back to my knitting and I'll be back as soon as the weather improves and the SUN IS SHINING once more . . . I hope you enjoy the poem.
Or has the moon unveiled
The molten path of night-time
Where starlight glow has paled?
The lustrous glitter bold
Makes warm the winter evening
And hides the chilling cold.
The treetops shake their icing
Upon the frozen street
And snowflakes flutter softly
Their lacy patterns sweet.
AUTHOR: Maureen Warner



