spring rain ~
underfoot the barnacles
are growing
march weekend
yawning gray clouds
lazing ’bout
e’en the crow
looks confused down @
the march snow
starry night ~
’neath my steps the crunch o’
morning frost
fluffy
the loam ’neath my feet &
spring sprinkles
winter thaw ~
the bus tire’s reflection
a puddle
early spring
a duet a bird &
rainsoaked eave
winter morn ~
warm scent o’ fluffy
fresh dryer lint
sunny february ~
unpredictable
seattle weather