Grey is the day, and grey my mood,
Grey the air I ingest;
Grey is the hole burning within,
This absence in my chest,
Cavern which housed a living heart
Before I gave it to you,
Greys by the moment, the hour, the week,
The year as it bids adieu.
Grey and grim :(. But there is bright living red on the horizon of your photo….that’s hopeful.
And grey days are okay – good for sitting down with a nice cup of hot chocolate, for example! They make the bright days even brighter by comparison, too…
Thank you! Winter brings with it so many subtle shades that are worth hunting down and capturing!
Grey can be very soothing and lovely some days–good job, Mel. God bless you BIG!
Mmmm, thank you, friend! Grey days are a part of the natural rise and fall of life – I don’t mind ’em – unless there are too many all in a row without sunshine. 🙂
They usually foster more poems, and cooking of course, for me!
And we arrive back – at the table! 😉
Yep, you’re not likely to go hungry at my place–and hey, I even saw a bunch of gluten free pie recipes yesterday! I’m going to make a crust-less coconut one I think, and maybe even the crust-less pecan pie! (and I’m already kinda tired….but I’ll perk up!)
I have never had pecan pie. Maybe it’s a Canadian thing. We are more likely to eat bacon than pecans, apparently. So – bring it!
Oh Sis, you haven’t lived till you’ve had pecan pie–there’s nothing more deadly sweet, but you smile as you slide into the coma.
hehehe No coma is complete without a sugar-induced smirk!
I agree. I’ve become rather incorrigible with age: I buy the lemon pie filling (similar to lemon curd), and mince meat in the jar–and skipping crust, I just grab a spoon, eat a few bites when the mood strikes–heaven!
For the record – they are not greys – they are natural highlights 😉
Love the photo!
HA! Now that, I LOVE! I have highlights, I have highlights…. (I’m singing, if you can’t tell…)
Gloom often gives me room– to finally bloom~ has that yarn been on your loom for too long, too?
🙂 I’m always ready to bloom!