ice makes diamonds
when snow becomes raindrops
the sparkle is of rhinestones
Costume Jewelry
The Long Wait
in the emptiness
of April
gifts of possibility
Penny For Your Thoughts
from far away
I spot you
thinking
On The Far Edge Of Winter
the sky
keeps reminding me
how fast time moves
Snow Blossoms
bloom
with what
you have
Snow And Sunshine
a warm breeze
spring brushes against my cheek
still snow beneath our feet
Snow Garden
with color subtracted
beauty solely articulated
in line and form
Seen And Seen Again
birch in the sun
are echoed as
icicles in shade
Delicacies
the snow like
seven minute icing
the tractor frosted
Step Through
the archway a threshold
suspending the invisible veil
between winter and spring
Nor’easter
a flurry of falling stars
in blizzard time
there is no night or day
Housing Crunch
treehouse
with an in-law apartment
and rental unit
White River Blue Sky
the sun on snow
we bask like turtles
where we can
Across The Lake
the deciduous grove
in winter reveals
an intimate topography
For Generations
in the sugar patch
old metal buckets
wearing their hats of snow
The Long Fence
white posts and rails
stretch farther than memory
fastening the farm in place
Sparkle
morning light
on last night’s
weightless accumulation
White Hive
the storm today
swarming
like bees
The Playhouse In The Pines
March is a time
of being between things
watching winter through the sun porch window
The Dairy’s Driveway
in the winter
like the cows
mostly black and white
Melt
only the sun knows
when the roofline
will give way
The Orchard In Winter
revealing the sense
of being solitary
inside togetherness
Welcomed
the softness
and mysterious white light
oh to be enveloped in silence
Waiting
long line of cattails
standing patiently in the cue
for spring
Stillness Settles On
in February
only snow
ascends the hay ladder
Which Way
no right way
straight or meandering
still arriving at the same place
Time’s Vision
the barn’s
one empty window
an all seeing eye
This Morning Didn’t Rise
some winter days
never seem to wake
they dream through to the next night
Pink Birch
all across the landscape
in frills of paper bark
my favorite valentine