the ahhhhhwahhhhneeee in yosemite valley winter
it is still winter in the yosemite valley and cold, maybe freezing outside, and snow is piled up here and there, hither and yon
i am warm, writing from the womb of the great hall of the ahwahnee hotel, fire roaring stupendously on the grate, wine in the glass courtesy of friendly traveling folk…a chef, a buyer, two engineers
soon i will venture out into the sparkling moonfilled night across the snowy meadow across a bridge or two to upper pines campground to climb into my flannel sheeted down comforted bed to hear the snufflings of my son and the snorings of my spouse on this, one of the last night’s of winter
and if i get lost in my snowboots and pink polkadotted tights and patagucci dress, vest, hat, and jacket, i have a bag of pretzels someone left behind that fits in my pocket and the tailend of a bottle of puzzletime merlot=
goodnight, winter, good morning spring from the art predator
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A touching farewell to winter. I’m glad I’m warm. :)
Rose
xo
Wow! We are honored to be put in your poem. Glad you enjoyed the evening, the wine and yes, the pretzels too.
We enjoyed meeting you and listening to and now reading your poetry.
Warmly,
Irina and Don.
i’m here at the awahnee enjoying the fire again! thanks, Irina and Don, for the wine and the company! i ran into the young woman who sat with us outside the visitors center…made me smile, feel warm and connected…seeing your note gave me a huge smile, still smiling now!
and thank you Rose! it is warm here but this am it was in the 30s at 10am in our campsite!!