WARM IN BED

one does not notice the frost in the night. But coming outside and noticing the frozen water in the waterbasin for the birds and the raccoons then I knew.
The sun appeared in her orange dress over the top of the hills and then thought better of it and disappeared for the whole day. It snowed for some time too.
When I walked the steps down to find out if the roses in the little park were frosted and ready for a picture taken, I realised that since I had seen the snake on the steps I always had in mind will she be there now again? If I go up or down that does not alter my thought. Will the snake be there?
Well, she certainly never was and probably will never be, but I have to admit to myself that that is the kind of person I am, who anticipates and maybe will always from then on anticipating to see the snake again. Well, so it be!
The roses I found frosted, but due to the in the meantime bad light I did not enjoy it so much as I had hoped. Still I am glad I came down and found my blip.
After lunch Piet Hein and I climbed the path to another plateau, hoping for the sun to come out. Coming out of the forest we seemed to have lost our way.
Everything looked so different and we strayed a little and felt not really happy.
On our way back we climbed the Hugenottenturm, the stone steps inside I can enjoy, even when it is rather dark, but coming on the little platform I stay half inside and do not bend over for a look.
I am very glad that my pictore of yesterday was liked, a lot, landscape not an easy subject for me. Thank you all for comments, stars and hearts.

My haiku:

Let it go, let go
Now I say softly the snake
Will never return

And then to think that she is a harmless one.

And the proverb:

As welcome as snow in harvest.

c. 1568, Wager, Longer thou livest.