Some mornings require a cup of hot tea, a warm scone,
and extra prayers for protection and wisdom.
Thankfully, the wind has died down a little.
I can now sit by the window
without the threat of getting
motion sickness.
There is a doe hunkered against the wind.
She is under a tree and flanked by tall bushes.
She knows how to escape the worst of the blustery snow.
Some days require defensive measures.
I want another blueberry scone.
I will settle for another cup of hot tea.