The day was cold and unpredictable, the sky turned a hundred times from blue to gray and back, while beneath it the ancient land worked her spell deliberately, pulling me in slowly, bringing out her treasures one at a time :
The pale celadon lichens on flat rocks; the ochre and ashy ones mottling roof tiles; the slim coat of apple green sheen on cedar branches; the tender green moss, soft as yielding stubble, on old stone walls; the rustling of dry ivy in the breeze; the rhythmic plops of snow melt leading bird tweets; sweet scent of burning apple wood…
I followed an atavistic call and stepped under the cedar by the gate when snow was falling in barely-there flakes
… And Merlin’s world opened as I looked up the tree: snow outlined each branch and twig in a thin pencil line. Nothing was gray, black or brown, but a vibrant green, soft, smoother than a child’s skin, fragile as a moth’s wings… all sugar-coated Life. Caught in a time warp, achingly beautiful, it shimmered in the light of my druidic cathedral.
In that hushed space, ancient spirits smiled as I tugged lightly at a branch and let tiny flakes shower my face with kisses.
unbuttoned or undone 
Bloody hell, you can write.
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Thank you sir. I am glad you enjoyed it.
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Em, you are a consumate artist with words ! I could close my eyes and see the images you described so clearly in all the colors you gave them. Just magical !
Paul
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Thank you Paul I appreciate it. I am glad you saw the magic.
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Ah Merlin’s world – you have seen something that most people have forgotten still exists…
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Thank you. As you know, it’s about looking.
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Ah oui, cherie, tu es vraiment incroyable.
Tu vois, tu pense, tu ecris, c’est tout pareil.
Toujours exceptionnel.
Merci
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Merci AnElephant.
Je ne sais pas quoi dire
Mais tu me fais sourire.
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Thank you, this is beautiful, drew me right in. I felt like I was there in a place I long to be! Most wonderful!
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Thank you Penny. I wish I had pictures to share.
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Yes, but your words were like visual pictures! 🙂
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I’m glad you were able to see the magic.
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See and feel it also!
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🙂
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You have a way of pulling us into your own spell. We are all entranced. And we are glad you are out of the snow. 🙂
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Thank you Lady S. I am just sharing the magic out there. i am not out of the snow yet, but (heehee) I found a signal to ride. Road conditions are just unsafe out of here for now. eventually I will get back to Medville. Smile.
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Do I sense a light at the end of the abyss? You write well.
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Thank you. May be so my friend.
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Visual poetry. I love it when words make pictures. Your site is going on my trapline.-)
rjb
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Thank you. Glad to know you are hooked. 🙂
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This piece creates a very visual and calming affect.
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Thank you, that’s very kind.
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