Snow again

Waking up, dog barking,

Snow plow lights shine through the snow.

Will we see the sun?

Winter Sun

Beckoned by the sun,

We head out coats forgotten.

It is still winter.

Winter Comes

It begins with ice

Falling from the sky – turning

Swiftly to snow flakes.

Pink Sky

Our dog has been fed,

Our coffee is ready, now

We wait for the sun.

The picture was from a visit to St. Augustine Beach 3 years ago.

Small Cloud

Small cloud drifts slowly

In the pale blue sky waiting

For the sun to set.