my shadow
taking the shot
Category: critters
the shock of recognition
ant gallery
now that it’s just my winter
mud dauber nests
fisher tracks
the swaying shadows
of trees
two-day snowstorm
rodent teeth find
something to gnaw
no jets
for hours the sky
unlined
crow mimicking
a crow hunter’s
crow call
no visitors
to track up my snow
mourning dove wings
out before dawn
the perfect fit of foot
to footprint
thirsty dog
the pond’s ice creaks
under her weight
old jawbones
lying at right angles—
my camera is a phone
mountain road
the forest within a forest
of porcupine quills
