Fall is in the Air

...that certain crisp bite that says change is near.

Catching rain drops

on my tongue.

HOT

The hotter the day the longer the tongue.

Put on your hat

 

Baby, its cold outside.

Nice

It's so nice to be on the couch
while the Nor'easter howls outside.

Have some tea and sit with me.

Hurricane

I sense bad weather approaching.

Her name is Irene.

Dog Psalm #45

The Patron Saint of growing things

always includes you in her prayers:

may you flourish and blossom.

Her devotion endures all weather and seasons.

As the snow mold recedes

I dream of Spring,

sweet April in another climate zone.

Blizzard

We got Sneaky Snow. 

Those tiny flakes that you barely notice at first 

and then unexpectedly while your snoozing on the couch

they turn into a white-out.

This is the kind of snow that creeps in on cat feet.

If you listen closely you can hear those little snowy feet.

 I like to search for those first flakes
that got the whole thing going
and then wear them on my muzzle.

When the snow is up to your ears
you need someone to shovel you a trail.

Keep shoveling!

I like a nice long walk and 

plenty of room for my desires.

Storm Watch

First I felt it, then I saw it gathering.

 

 It crept in on cat feet.

 

and passed through as quietly as coyotes.