Poke: v. to pierce, jab or cause to project
The temperature has been hovering around 32 degrees for more than a week, and it’s that damp chill that makes you want to stay indoors with a cup of hot chocolate. (Shouldn’t have written that… it’s giving me a hankerin’.)
But aside from getting the sludge out of your veins, it pays to take a walk in late January. We’ll start with my own yard. Daffodils beginning to poke thru the dirt:
Then on this morning’s walk at Salmon Creek I noticed the hazelnut catkins were emerging:
And here the late afternoon sun shines through the Douglas firs in Whipple Creek Park:
“How can I keep from singing…”
