Snow Day

Blurred by ice-then-snow-now, grass and tree and house and bay are rendered in the softest greys. Meteoric, a crow as black as space lands on a tailwind. Then another; black feathers plump and shudder off the snow. They strut like they own the place. Which today, they do. Neighbors' grand homestead, built out over decades …

Moon Dog

inspired by Walking on the Moon at Connie Shade's blog. Monday, moon-day, a hemi-circle rose high and carried the evening’s sundog above, a ring-around-the-moon. While walking the night dogs my eyes adjust, and the spectrum appears in darkened hues. I follow Luna’s crooked lines shadows painted on gravel serenaded by singing frogs.