- Day 12
- the short path of snowflakes
under a streetlight ---
evening hush - Day 15
- the open expanse of an empty desk: inviting or bleak, depending on one's mood...
- Day 17
- the birch and dogwood
fused by ice
where their branch tips touch - Day 18
- my boots make a shush-crunch with every step
in the newly fallen slush
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Loose pebbles
Have gotten a little away from this project, but here are some efforts from the last week...
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