LAST DAY in FEBRUARY...

FROM GITANJALI (XLIV) by Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941) 

This is my delight

Thus to wait and watch at the wayside

where shadow chases light and the rain comes

                                             

                in the wake of the summer. Messengers...

M

with tidings from unknown skies,

greet me and speed along the road.

                                        

My heart is glad within,

and the breath of the passing breeze is sweet.

                             

                   From dawn till dusk...

I sit here before my door.

                        

               And I know that of a sudden 

the happy moment will arrive when I shall see.

                  In the meanwhile...

I smile and I sing all alone.

In the meanwhile

the air is filling with the perfume of promise.

                        

Photographs 2026

 

NEW SNOW on Mt WASHINGTON RANGE...

THERE WILL BE REST by Sara Teasdale (1889-1933)

                                             

There will be rest,

And sure stars shining

                                                   

Over the roof tops

crowned with snow,

                                                

A reign of rest,

serene forgetting,

                                                            

                              The music of stillness, 

        holy and low.

                                                     I

I will make this world

 of my devising...

                                                

                 Out of a dream

                                in my lonely mind,

I shall find

                                         

            the crystal of peace,

                           above me

                                      

Stars...

                                                 I will find.

                                      

PHOTOGRAPHS FEB 23-2026 Mt. Washington Range, Campbell River, B.C., Canada

 

SNOW BIRDS...

"Winter perches like a bird. Wings tucked in so the soul is heard..." -Angie Wellan-Crosby

Grackle

"In the depths there is a spring with all the water your heart is thirsty for..." -Rumi

                                         

"Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree, 

Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,

Finch

Yet knows its boughs more silent than before..." -Edna St. Vincent Millay

Stellar Jay                                                       Hum Hum Hum waits for a new nectar feeder....

"A thing of beauty is a joy forever: its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness..." -John Keats

Towhee

                                                                                                                         Varied Thrushes

"I'd rather learn from one bird how to sing than teach ten thousand stars how to dance..." -e.e.cummings

Junco

"It is the life of the crystal, the fire of the frost, the soul of the sunbeam. This crisp winter is full of it..." -John Burroughs

"What good is the warmth of summer, without the cold of winter to give it sweetness..." -John Steinbeck

"Fresh snowfall is the closest thing to silence you can see..." -Unknown

Rona, the cat from next door in his winter coat.

"Winter dressing is all about having chic outerwear..." 

                                                         -G. Kotsiopoulos

Photographs 2026