Who's There?

In one of her undecided moods today

slightly on the side of sour and foul

but not entirely committed she

chose to unleash all her winter

elements in a bid to see which

would manage to surmount the very

best efforts of the other. And so the

forest was the testing ground first of

more snow to burden its canopy

the sky above dark and angry aided

by a hostile wind determined to

break vulnerable branches under 

the weight of snow and ice. Then the

clouds dissipated in the heated glare 

of the winter sun bringing in a wide

blue sky and clamping it tight over the

landscape. Illuminating the pristine arras

of sparkling white the frozen creek was

released from icy bondage free again

to wind its way to the river. Chickadees

sought the sun emerging from their cedar

shelters just as an owl roused itself to

call its imperious vetting query through 

the silence of the snow-muffled forest

and surely surly nature lost her frown?