Dry cracked hands crave heat
Reach for snow-soaked soil
Shed layers slowly – no hat today
Dig out my rubber boots
Daylight lingers longer
Especially when we spring ahead
Low gritty drifts grimly hug shade
while bright sun signals green
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Since retiring, Carol Good has redirected her creativity into writing – mostly poetry. Her pandemic projects have included publishing of her first poetry collection – Alive & 65: a celebration for her 65th birthday in 2021, joining the League of Canadian Poets and launching her website carolgood.ca. She lives in an octagonal century farmhouse with her very handy husband located on the Treaty Lands and Territory of the Mississaugas of the Credit First Nation. She recognizes the land as being home and traditional territory to other Indigenous people since time immemorial.
