1964 Nicholas Cage (actor)
1536 Catherine if Aragon (1st wife of Henry VIII)
On This Day:
1714 Typewriter is patented (but only built many years later)
Have a good Thursday, 7th January
As I walk along the footpath
The ice cracks under my sole
The windchill cools the ears
And reddens up my nose.
The Winter Sun looks warm
But passers by just moan
As I enjoy the freshness
And view of shining snow.
The winter solstice approaches
Means Christmas lights to come
Against the constant darkness
And smiling Christmas fun.
Coats and gloves and beanies
Keep the body warm
Prolific defence available
Protects from winter storms.
Many regret December
And it’s weather that is sent
But life’s just a different colour
In the winter of content.
– Peter Hall
Ah Winter that old man
He was nasty of late
Not quite like he was at first
On that December date
He was gentle at first
Being nice to fall
Gently pushing him out the door
Saying don’t come back at all.
They enjoyed Winter for some time
For the snow he sent was fitting
They frolicked through his splender
Getting warm ’round the fire sitting
Lately they grew tired of winter
There was a new man around
His name was Spring
He ran Winter out of town
– Jeffrey Markle
The glittering roofs are still with frost; each worn
Black chimney builds into the quiet sky
Its curling pile to crumble silently.
Far out to westward on the edge of morn,
The slender misty city towers up-borne
Glimmer faint rose against the pallid blue;
And yonder on those northern hills, the hue
Of amethyst, hang fleeces dull as horn.
And here behind me come the woodmen’s sleighs
With shouts and clamorous squeakings; might and main
Up the steep slope the horses stamp and strain,
Urged on by hoarse-tongued drivers—cheeks ablaze,
Iced beards and frozen eyelids—team by team,
With frost-fringed flanks, and nostrils jetting steam.
– Archibald Lampman