gas furnace finally died
woke by cold stoke fire time
shaking hand sleeping pill
blowing fantom misses kisses
night crew does devil's will
broke piggy bank bill pay
winter plant talk teller window
undatable you might say
hooked on backyard pond vids
happy dancing frog friends
dreaming day or night skinny dips
sled of wood everyday
angry bunnies on hind legs
why's he hauling home away
blessed Brigid points towards spring
grateful goddess poetry.
Day Gun
Brrrrrrr…
Came home to 41 degrees, but I’ve been woodstove warm ever since… likely won’t be able to host another sauna party fyi.