it is only snow


it will melt

maybe even water the seedlings

but may the rain will do that


i painted the wall before you arrived

in small sections

here and there

the old paint had started to chip

now the new paint has faded

blending with the rest of the wall


no boundaries

no memories


quiet here at night
just the heater
on and off
off and on
always a wonder
how or why
why or how

The bird feeder

woke me from my nap

A constant wind

keeping it from stillness

Do the birds

still feed from it

Or simply watch from afar

until nature calms itself