perched outside our sunroom window
the scarlet red of old friends
wondering why the feeder’s empty

perched outside our sunroom window
the scarlet red of old friends
wondering why the feeder’s empty
plunging temps
blasts out of the Arctic northwest
deceptively sunny skies
the morning after love’s feast
hearts & bellies, full
more than enough to go around
puppy’s pawprint
three loopy hearts
a not-too-mushy card —
signatures of love
trees cast skeletal shadows
on new-fallen snow
I watch for dark-eyed juncos
the jarring, delightful blinding
of snow on the ground once again
Per my weather app, 2.4″ of the lovely white stuff has descended upon us in the last six hours with an additional accumulation of three to four inches in the next twenty-four.
We’ve been living in a November landscape all winter. There were two minor snowfalls in December, I believe, but they didn’t last long, melted quickly, leaving us with nothing to look at outside our windows but a dull, dreary, brown terrain. More snow is forecast later this week and early the next.
We need the precipitation and I’m so happy it’s come at last!
Photos aren’t the best but, well, you get the picture…




tube watercolors in a sealed glass jar
like sweets in a candy store
I almost don’t want to disturb them
the browning of winter
this is what
we’ve done to the world
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