The frosted tufts of grass cover the hillside
like a blue white chenille spread
the round ball of the moon
hung in the eastern sky,
so bright that my eyes ached.
I was wrapped in wool
puffing a frozen cloud that disappeared
before the next breath formed.
off to the left an owl
started a conversation
with another in the trees to the right.
I only had a mile to go
the dog at home knew I was out here
his bark would alert her,
another log would be added to the fire
the kettle placed on the stove.
I smiled at that thought
and picked up my pace
