a break in the day
with rain no longer falling
I fit in a walk
poetry, prose, and photography
blue sky peeking through
in the light of dawn
this bitter bite of winter
balancing with grace
The winter air has a substantive bite. Our weather reports hinted at snow, January marching into February. Yet, even in this time of cold, of darkness, flowers grace life with reminders that spring approaches.

calming sunlight
graceful arc through the trees
hope arrives before spring

under the starlight
a momentary pause
the city grinds on
Nights in the city have a magic to them, don’t they?

a pause in the rain
signs of winter around me
motion of my feet

under damp branches
swaying underneath the breeze
stump returns to earth