March Mornings


The snow is melting fast – leaving a mist in the air.  We walk with eyes wide open – looking for the unknown.

foggy road

Last autumn’s seeds hang brightly in the fog, waiting for the right time – time to fall and to begin again.

winter seeds

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About rhudgins

I have recently retired and moved to the mid-west. We are learning how to live with relatives near by and are having fun living by Old Man River. I enjoy Haiku and photography and weaving. I have black belt in Kenai, and Isshinryu karate From Harp Karate in Rochester, NY.
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2 Responses to March Mornings

  1. Aunt Diann says:

    How very nice. Put so well, I walked with you.

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