All At the Same Minute

Out on the cold frozen porch in midafternoon..Ice is dripping pitter pat from the trees and off the roof..That north easterly wind roughly crackles the few leaves left hanging on the oak..Ice sickles hang releasing one drop at a time..Those wind chimes clank a frozen sound..Roosters crow across the creek as if the sun was coming up and it is a warm spring morn..A little confused somehow..As the breeze moves the frozen fingers of trees there is a snap crackle pop as of one who has suffered from arthritis for many years..Just listening to the distressed sounds of nature is chilling to my bones..Those few minutes out on the porch was refreshing and chilling all at the same minute..