Simply Balisha: the picture

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Sunday, January 25, 2015

The picture

Finally figured it out....here I am with Willow, one of my daily canine visitors. Dogs are so calming and one little fox terrior just snuggled up next to me and we looked into each other's eyes. Such a simple thing brings such pleasure.
Balisha

Winter Time

Robert Louis Stevenson (from A Child’s Garden of Verses, Late lies the wintry sun a-bed, A frosty, fiery sleepy-head; Blinks but an hour or two; and then, A blood-red orange, sets again. Before the stars have left the skies, At morning in the dark I rise; And shivering in my nakedness, By the cold candle, bathe and dress. Close by the jolly fire I sit To warm my frozen bones a bit; Or with a reindeer-sled, explore The colder countries round the door. When to go out, my nurse doth wrap Me in my comforter and cap; The cold wind burns my face, and blows Its frosty pepper up my nose. Black are my steps on silver sod; Thick blows my frosty breath abroad; And tree and house, and hill and lake, Are frosted like a wedding-cake.