Thursday, February 09, 2012

deserted beach...

lull after summer
soon to be filled with snowbirds.
squawking for sunshine.

8 comments:

Boxer said...

oh,that's just lovely. Have a great weekend.

Jean said...

You, too, Boxergal!

Fred said...

Not old enough to qualify for "snowbird" (I hope), but:

SQUAAAAAWK !!!

Jean said...

Ha, Fred! You will never be old.
In my mind, any Yankee who shows up in winter is a snowbird.
(May you have sunshine often :-) )

"That Dude" said...

That's when I want to be there! And I'm old enough to qualify!

Joe said...

Beats the crap out of my view: A frozen windy landscape dusted with snow.

I will trade you...

Jean said...

Jack, it's the best time.

You're welcome to borrow, Joe.

boneman said...

Well, I figured it was about that time. We got us a fresh batch of sandbacks up here, all huddled around a big snowman, looking at the sky and hoping for sleet.
You can spot them right off...they still wear about fifty coats each.
brrrrrrr