share at the suet
one comes one goes one watches
much to my delight
share at the suet
one comes one goes one watches
much to my delight
Morning, cold, white, snow dunes cover the
parking lot where the wind picks up the
delicate water crystals to swoop them
lacily, blanket-like, across the surface and
elevates the white gauze up into funnels of
varying thicknesses, speeds, and heights, on a
frosty January, Friday morning
TR