Friday December 07, 2018

The ground is once again white, and there’s a wind. A dry, brown oak leaf dropping from the sky rocks from side to side like a small boat.


  1. WOW to your rocking leaf boat! There is so much haiku in what you write. And that you live nearby means I look outside and can try to find the same beauty in the natural world that you do.

    1. Glad you’re enjoying the blog. I must admit I was pleased with myself when I came up with that comparison.

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