winter

by walterdoege

the winter stills…stillness…this week was not snowy neither so cold…although the nights are cold…and the mornings…during the day…warm temperatures…blue skies…a subtil motion of the sun natural dial…the light is brighter…the days begin sooner…the nights are coming sooner…my farewel to winter…I like all seasons, but my temperament is closer to autumn and winter…perhaps because I can stand more time inside my house…I take some arrangement in the hills of books and the roof received a needed care…this way, the spring storms don’t affect the house…I feel closer to winter and autumn…because I can enjoy a sweet home…although I like travel and walkings…I realize even more that I feel me better at winter and autumn…I just can hear winter birds departure, and spring and summer birds arrivals…some birds stand all year…but the doves are always at the roofs…they don’t sing…it seems doves talk with each other…whispering words…doves don’t sing, but are loyal companions…yesterday I noticed another nest!…near my bedroom window there’s a tree…and in it I saw a nest…from other birds…little birds…the other nest…done of clay and grass is close to that window…and these birdsongs I hear when i wake up every morning…this way…I’m never alone