Hello, dear wordsmiths. Greetings from DownUnder, where it’s beastly cold at present.
In the (Australian-based) facebook photography group I’m in, one of our themes this month is Winter. I’ve been posting pics of warm slippers and fleecy boots; my cat burrowing under a blanket or lying next to the oil heater; an overcast sky….
How is it that Winter Solstice, which (in this Hemisphere) we had
last weekend, marks mid-winter and the shortest day, yet the weather
gets colder and colder for the next two months? That doesn’t make sense to
me.
I trust all you Northern Hemispherians are enjoying the warmth of the sun instead – hopefully not too hot, but the perfect temperature – while I long for the return of a long Aussie summer. (Preferably without fires and finally free of COVID. Well, we can dream).
Meanwhile, I’ll hope to be warmed by your wonderful writings – old or new, poetry or prose (prose 369 words maximum, excluding title) and on any topic of your choosing. Bring it on!
You know the drill: link to your post on Mister Linky below, just one link per person, and we’d love it if you link back to us on your post and also drop a little comment here to say hello or tell us about your weather or anything else you’d like to share.
Heads-up: Next Wednesday Rommy will invite us to write on Drawing a blank / Blank slate / Blank space / ‘Blank’et statement. (You can change the tense or make it plural, but please include some form of one of these phrases in your piece.)
Happy Sunday folks, and happy writing!
