Editor’s Note: Julie Kenney is an avid horsewoman, former Best Horse Practices Summit board member, and runs Blackberry Farm in Harpswell, Maine. She shared this wintertime poem with NickerNews. Read her piece on Cold Weather Imperatives.
Julie writes:
Photo by Julie Kenney
The not-yet-full moon
Is already throwing shadows
While Venus hovers nearby
Distant suns reveal themselves
The horses bury their noses into dinner
I can hear the deer browsing
On fall foliage just behind me
Peace settles into my core
The house glows it’s welcome light
And I count my many blessings
As the night shift arrives
And the owl clears its throat
To welcome the night
Julie Anne Kenney
November 11, 2024
I Love this– thank you. The owl ‘clearing its throat’ is a lovely expression of gratitude.