What refuge
on a thin wire
that so many seek it?
What life
in a huddle?
When frigid waves
lap quietly
at our lives,
and a winter sun
makes the barren bright,
what warmth
in the insidious cold
is really creeping numbness?
More thanks to photographer S.W. Berg.
Oddments 
January 19, 2021 at 4:01 pm
It’s always interesting that birds are attracted to the thin wire, and we are always looking for terra firma. Happy Tuesday, Maureen.
January 19, 2021 at 4:12 pm
Oh, yes — I most certainly am looking for terra firma, and I’m thinking that sometimes terra firma is just another thin wire! A happy Tuesday to you too, Judy. I read of heavy snow in New England, and I hope your own terra firma isn’t buried deep under it!
January 21, 2021 at 11:13 pm
I suppose they would prefer a tree, but needs must! It’s hard to imagine being up there with them and what it must be like up there, swaying. Humans would certainly not take to it, not even in the circus.
January 22, 2021 at 12:09 am
It looks dreadful to me. They seem so pathetic. But then I wonder if I look pathetic to them.
January 22, 2021 at 3:56 pm
They might think we look pathetic if we’re out walking in the wind and the rain, if they have as tender a heart as you.
January 22, 2021 at 4:07 pm
Thank you. I do suspect we look pretty pathetic sometimes to other species.
January 29, 2021 at 10:35 am
Always love the way your mind works! Don’t we all feel like we are sitting on a fragile wire right now?
January 29, 2021 at 11:05 am
Thanks! Yes, I sure think so — daily I wonder when or if we’ll have firm ground under us again.