winter morning tea
the play of light and shadow
I capture my self

winter morning tea
the play of light and shadow
I capture my self

across from donut shop
one…two - a dozen herons
take flight before dawn
that time of the night
when the fierce howling wind stops
and the highway speaks
out running errands
lingering at a stop sign
to let the sun pass

darkness falls quickly
sometimes all that we can do
getting through winter