Scenery

Such quiet, benign weather
not a wind, not a flake,
nothing stirs and the
temperature is t-shirt
weather for fetching coal
and logs

odd to look out at
quietness and no alarms

this pause between the
birth and the wise
men is sitting
easy with us this year -
the light is soft
and the cottages serene

the visitors we have are
the female pheasants
and one male resplendent
in red and green -
a day for the living
for new life in an
old scene.

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