Thanks for reading and responding to my poem! You are indeed correct, winter seems to me a slowing of time, a stillness in our lives. The visual for the poem was my dog, slowly moving around the frozen yard, crunching with every deliberate step in the stillness of twilight before the sun peaked. I watched him move around in this manner as I sat drinking coffee and waiting for the big orange ball to arrive.

I have researched some OCR tech, much of it is costly. I did figure out once how to transition a TIFF to PDF using a Google Drive to Google Docs method, but the output was so bad it was of no use. For any given project, I download the archive files, all of them being images and not documents, and then I make my way through each one, page by page, with the goal of determining what happened and why the documents were classified to begin with. It's a lot of fun for me, but it is very tedious work and it takes a long time to discover the story behind the document.

Thanks again for the interaction.