Winter Nights

A chill wind blows here,

We huddle inside waiting,

Will there be more snow?

Snow again

Waking up, dog barking,

Snow plow lights shine through the snow.

Will we see the sun?

Winter Comes

It begins with ice

Falling from the sky – turning

Swiftly to snow flakes.

2019 #159

“You are wet,

Very, very wet.”

Said the cat

When the dog returned from his nightly perambulation.

2019 #158

Golden leaves fall

crowning the forest floor,

Yesterday’s mud slick with snow.