Two wishes

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Bitterly cold night

my eyes drawn to the black sky

and two shooting stars

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by Scooj

Grip

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We are reminded

after months of warm weather

what freezing feels like

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by Scooj

The white stuff

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A pleasant surprise

visited on a cold morn

thin dusting of snow

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Visible breath

.

I exhale gently

fleeting misty cloud, droplets

winter approaches

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by Scooj

Quagmire

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Days of constant rain

and builders in the garden

a winter mud bath

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by Scooj

100 percent

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The moon, bright yellow

and as full as it can be

opposes sunset

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by Scooj

* on watching the sun set to my left and full moon rise to my right in cloudless skies. A wondrous thing.

Waxing crescent

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A golden cup moon

sinks below the horizon

darkness descending

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by Scooj

Night sky

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Orion’s belt hides

below darkened street rooftops

beautiful night sky

.

by Scooj

Summertime tease

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For one sweet moment

I thought I heard a mower

I was mistaken

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by Scooj

9am

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Long shadows at nine

the gentle sun at my back

winter morning walk

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by Scooj