The Morning Porch

January 5, 2015January 5, 2015 by Dave Bonta

Wind and sun and bitter cold. A faint trace of white on the ground, as if left over from last night’s full moon.

February 28, 2025
A fresh dusting of snow: winter’s not done with us yet. But the chipmunk who lives in the stone wall next to the porch is…
February 28, 2024
Fog full of birdsong. I look up from the page to a rumble of thunder that makes the windows shake.
February 28, 2023
Rain and fog and the ground white with slush. I try to remember the last time I saw a rabbit.
February 28, 2022
Deep blue sky. It’s quiet. A chipmunk dashes across the icy snowpack as I catch up on news of the war.
February 28, 2021
Rain on asphalt shingles, rain on corrugated tin, rain on twigs and branches, rain on the road, rain on three months’ worth of grainy snow.