glass hearts on the table
afternoon shadows on the door
heavy snow on the trees
February Things
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A Crow in the Trees
the stillness of a perched crow—
perhaps it contemplates a distant destination,
the whisper of flapping wings,
the camaraderie of a journey at dawn across January skies,
or the solitary moment on the margin between flight and rest
Excerpt from this book: The Comfort of Crows
Who could fail to embrace a season so beautiful and so fragile?
Excerpt from The Comfort of Crows A Backyard Year by Margaret Renkle and illustrated by Billy Renkle, 2023
A Sunday in January
The world outside has turned monochromatic, all shades of grey.
Juliet explores in the snow.
Inside, stacks of books are piled here and there. Dried flowers, pine cones and leftover slices of Christmas oranges are tucked into bowls. The tea brews. The afternoon edges closer to evening just as it starts to snow softly once again.
In the Blue Morning
early, in the blue morning,
with a dusting of wet snow
and bitter wind,
the crows make their way from their roost—
their cacophony of sound traveling on the falling,
thick flakes, from a height that renders them small black specks that i struggled to see, beyond the iciness that clung to my lashes
Lately
marbles and crystals,
oak tree shadows on an unmade bed,
snow drops and snow flakes
and red velvet cupcakes
on a happy winter afternoon
Winter Through the Window in March
at first, it is heavy winter
and then it is lightly not winter–
lasting a tiny moment, allowing the crocuses and the snowdrops
to sing their siren songs of spring,
knowing all the while—
it will be winter through the window in March again
Lately
puppies in the snow
cold winter landscapes
greys and blues and soft amber horizons
Winter Days
a frosted palette of grays
reflects the sentiment of these winter days
What holds my attention
fox tails in the night
the crows at dawn
shadows on the snow
a soft crunch under worn boots
deep deer tracks
and
a bracing wind
spanishwoods 