The Morning Porch

May 1, 2009 by Dave Bonta

Warm rain. The wood thrushes have returned to sing at the edge of the woods for another year. It’s almost possible to believe in redemption.

January 20, 2025
A half moon all alone in thin clouds like a lost knife. The plank wall of the house behind me pops from the cold.
January 20, 2024
Deep cold. The sound of wind mingling with the dull howl of distant jets. Two dead leaves pick this moment to finally let go and…
January 20, 2023
Overcast with short-lived bright patches in the clouds. A cardinal sings a few notes at the time indicated for sunrise. Then it’s back to the…
January 20, 2022
Bright sun with a few clouds. Snowflakes wander this way and that like terranauts among the trees.
January 20, 2021
Just after sunrise, the side of the ridge where fresh snow is sheltered from the wind turns pink, until the clouds close in with their…