A day like this

The full moon is dropping in the western sky--morning sun rising in the east. Long days of rain give way to bright blue.
The chill of another night's frost is just lifting--the grasses in the field dusted white.





Little pond has glazed over again.
The rim cracks and crunches as I sneak closer to see--the faintest green peeking from beneath crystals. The dark water so cold, it stiffens my fingers.



I would give a thousand warm days under gray skies for just one day like this.