rebuilding the nest

another spring house phoebe​

Wet Snow: a haiga sequence

old silk threads 
new caterpillars 
of snow

sunset moon

the downtrodden snow
ready to shine

fog saved in a cobweb

so lifelike

tropical depression

touch-me-not quivering
in the rain

without knowing the future

monarch butterfly

heat lightning

the meadow’s whisper
of crickets

skinned alive

by a porcupine
sweet birch

gray

fox’s leftover
junco feathers

January

the shrinking circle
of my needs

foggy solstice

the “cosmic” flavor of the cloud
from her vape

more dead children

I go for a walk in rain
that should be snow