let’s meet for drinks, she said
I’ve missed you
eyes wide open, I left the pub
more aware than when I’d arrived
falling, falling
soft is the sky
from whence
this beautiful
white snow
Happy New Year, Everyone!
out with a whimper & a sigh,
the old year slinks into the past.
here’s to new & improved,
oh, so much better days ahead!
slickory
sloping concrete slab
plunging mercury after the rain
our cautious morning steps
not good
pinochle with the in-laws
Norma & I, seventy-two in the hole
one lousy day of cards
with cranberry chutney & brie
crostini, six darling bites
toasted to perfection
my mouth, still so happy…
thinking like a child (again)
fog envelops our neighbors
across the fairway
fun to imagine a dense forest
resides there instead…
beneath a gray sky
leaves still lingering
maple tree’s silhouetted boughs
shimmering confetti
December rain
rusticated
a scrappy frost
mounts a weathered deck railing
the clamor of crows
9:30 pm, Christmas Eve, we go for a drive
holiday lights without any snow
erratic swaths of darkness
a diminished magic
— but not entirely
A Sawyer's Daughter 
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