ah, there it is.

winter!

it found us.
finally,
the wintry white wrecking ball
of icy waterworks is hurtling towards our faces.
snow!
wind!
soul-numbing bitter cold temperatures!
what kind of a yeti-man am i?
an abominable blizzard wizard!
really.
there's brutality blowing up our spot.
the all-white mountains are living up to their name.
blanketed with drifts,
buried beneath the blops,
sandwiched between the snowfall,
and it's time for holiday family vacation!!!
wooord.
if the whole northern world wasn't frozen solid,
and crushed under the bootheels of old man winter
and his little partner jack frost.
never mind the nipping,
there is a full-on cannibal nosebite attack happening up here.
boogers, bronchial bruising, and bone-chilling berserker barbarian
lightning-striking viking violence from out of the skies.
stormy, neighbors.
that's how it is around here.
of course,
on the inside, it's still like this:

warm, welcoming, woodstove-heated hearthy homey-ness.
that's good, at least.
plus,
the snow is insulating the house,
and holding in the hottness.
let the weather outside stay frightful, folks.
i'm just sayin'...
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vacation in the woodsly goodness means a couple of important things.
* broccoli bread.
* movie nights.
* sledding!
* the green elephant, ninjas.
standards and stand-by's;
that's how we doo-doo that time-together-type sh!t.
harvest, maple, jess, and i.
warrior poets walking side by side all along
the byways and snowpaths and trails of the northerly extremes.
who's winning?
me, duders.
i've got what i want,
and more than i need,
and that's pretty much the best ever.
gratitude and generosity,
all the way to eleven;
never quiet, never soft.....