Tag Archives: cold

Change #midnighthaiku

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On the perfidy of alarm clocks…

The alarm on my phone drags me from sleep. I lean over, grab the offender and slide the snooze button. That gives me ten minutes to get moving. I snuggle down instead, my head still pounding. Overwarm, my feet seek … Continue reading

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Bitter #midnighthaiku

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Moonrise #midnighthaiku

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Migrant #midnighthaiku

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January thaw – Rosemary Carlson #writephoto

When she awakened that morning, she heard water. She laid there in her warm bed, wondering where that sound could be coming from. It had been so cold, frigid really. The sound of water was coming from outside the door. … Continue reading

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The Thaw – Iain Kelly #writephoto

After the suicide season over Christmas, when the lack of daylight drove depression rates soaring, the thawing of the winter snow was always the next busiest time of year. Anders Sand had already cleared two cases in the past week, … Continue reading

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Into the maw of Hell

In the back garden of my son’s home sites my nemesis, better known as the hot tub. We have an intimate relationship… I know its foibles, know how to make it bubble with glee and am familiar with the nether … Continue reading

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How not to go viral…

My fingertips are frozen blue, I’m boiled and casting clothing. Were I a man, it would be ‘flu… I read reports with loathing That womankind copes better Going viral in this manner, And while my nose gets wetter I’m afraid … Continue reading

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Frozen fingers

Minus two degrees, it said. The fog was thick, not moving at all, and the prospect of the walk round to the village shop was distinctly unappealing. Especially this morning, feeling rough and after the encounter with my uninvited bedfellow … Continue reading

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