Silver moonlight shines on turquoise stone. Too cold for crickets.
Month: January 2021
Haiku 33
I have not seen a face. Only masks now replace. Snow will come soon.

Our snowy La Plata mountains.
Haiku 32
Fear of the future now fresh from 2020. A deer looked in my window.
Haiku 31
Fields already plowed under. Winter. Geese don’t come now.