day 2282

day 2282

the melting snowdrifts

leave behind a season’s worth

of wilted garbage

day 2260

day 2260

on the sunny-side

of our house, puddles forming

as the snow melts down

day 2253

day 2253

wind gusted, lifting

snow into the air, twirling,

backlit by the sun

day 2250

day 2250

despite the blowing

our neighbor was still outside

cleaning his sidewalk

day 2243

day 2243
swing my arms, feeling
the shovel’s plastic blade run
over the sidewalk

day 2227

 

day 2227

again, on the path,

and in the snow no footprints

but me and the birds

 

day 2061, day 2062

day 2061
the meter, downspout,
all coated in ice formed by
the morning’s snow-melt

day 2062
standing by the curb,
a man flicked his butt; his dog
piddled on the snow

day 2058 and two relevant photos

day 2058
I turned from my desk,
my view no longer a screen,
now a calm snow-globe

day 2056

day 2056

the new snow arrived;

opportunity was seen

to try our new sleds!

day 2027 and an explanatory photo

day 2027
we both rushed the hill,
OK till the angle changed,
then slowed to a trudge