This January I find myself surrendering to winter, adapting to the calls of sleep, oven casseroles, and layers of cotton, wool and polyester—layers worn and taken off with changes in damp and chill. Dreams, no resolutions, but hazy sightings of possibility accompany me under layers of comforters. They nestle within as a cat circles my lap, quelling my daily resistance.
the sun shines
and I shudder
it’s too early for spring
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Ontheland 
Sightings of possibility…I like that idea. (K)
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I like the acceptance in this. We had such a thaw the other day–smelled like wet spring–and deep down I also thought, “not yet!” 🙂
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #6: Janice’s latest #haibun!
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Thank you, Frank :))
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If only it were Spring. 🥀😎
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I like winter. There are some things that only happen in winter just as in the other seasons and I enjoy them while we have them.
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I have a mixed relationship with winter, but at the moment I have settled in.
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I think this captured the essence of January the layers and dreams, and cats on laps. I liked this line:”Dreams, no resolutions, but hazy sightings of possibility accompany me under layers of comforters.”
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Thank you, Merril.
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Our see saw weather… that’s what this reminds me of. When things bloom to soon. I’m not ready for bugs yet.
Layers, layers, layers. Brrr… it was 25 F or -3 C this morning.
I think I need some more wool socks. 🙂
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