Palings all are edged with rime;
Frost flowers pattern round the latch;
Cloud nor breeze dissolve the clime:
And the clods are iron bound,
And the boughs are crystall'd hoar,
And the red leaf nailed aground.
And a rosy vapour rim,
Now the sun is small and low,
Belts along the region dim.
Shore to shore, with thunder shock,
Deeper than the evening daws,
Clearer than the village clock.
Bunch by bunch, the coral thorn ;
And the pale day-crescent dips,
New to heaven, a slender horn.
I thought this poem by Lord de Tabley (1835-1895) was quite appropriate for our current weather conditions:). We only have a light covering of snow here at the moment but apparently there's a good deal more to come this afternoon. The painting of the blackbird is by a Scottish artist called Archibald Thorburn(1860-1935). I really like his paintings of wildlife so you may be seeing more of them in the future.