Thick Snow and Flannel

As I rolled over to look at my clock the chilly morning fell upon the house. The dawn came like a newlywed bride timidly awaiting her guests at the reception. The morning snowfalls listlessly surrounding the orchards stubble and the trees are cloaked like angels.

The chilly weather called for flannel, not just any flannel but blue flannel suits the weather I think. Vermont Flannel Company makes some amazing flannels!

The morning began with an intense ab workout and two cups of Guatemalan coffee. Hehe, Guatemalan coffee is quite good. And to shake up my breakfast routine with avocado toast! Then I did an ab workout that felt amazing and I’m seeing some great progress as far as that goes. Besides feeling amazing!

It’s a nice distraction to be fit. From the solitude of where I live. Distractions are good in my case. But I pick and choose wisely. Your health is everything and it’s important for me to keep the temple God has blessed me with as good and fit as I can.

Charcoal Thoughts
Abstract Face- Charcoal Thoughts

This morning I read some Irish and Scottish poetry. One of these poems by Thomas Parnell, The Hermit, The Night-Piece on Death, and The Small Silver-Colored BookWorm. Parnell uses one of my favorite literary terms, personification a lot. Reading poetry has always been an escape for me. It creates a different landscape to immerse myself in. A beautiful escape from your normal day-to-day life. And the most amazing thing is you can travel to another country or even another century or era! The language based on the poet’s time or persona can be so personal and even private to the reader. Poetry is emotional expressionism or even a description in verse.

Parnell interestingly enough was a Reverend, husband, and father. Though sadly his kin all died before him. He was an Anglo-Irish poet AND UNBENONCED TO ME was FRIENDS with one of my favorite writer’s, Swift, Gulliver’s Travels. 

If you haven’t read Gulliver’s Travels and you like imaginative tales, it is quite the read! About a man who becomes trapped on an island and pinned down and surrounded by little people! Definitely sure to give your imagination a workout.

I’m still on the college bandwagon, which honestly is quite unnerving! But, anyhow, hopefully, at any rate, it will come in handy, when the time comes, God-willing that time comes ;). Hope will carry us through.

I hope my poetry musings proved enlightening to your day.

Que Sera Sera!

-Magnificent27

 

 

Published by Maggie

Journalist, TBI survivor, evangelist and enthusiastic home barista, enjoying the spices of life! -Shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll land among the stars.

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