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Days of constant rain
and builders in the garden
a winter mud bath
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by Scooj
Tag: Winter
100 percent
.
The moon, bright yellow
and as full as it can be
opposes sunset
.
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
.
A golden cup moon
sinks below the horizon
darkness descending
.
by Scooj
Night sky
.
Orion’s belt hides
below darkened street rooftops
beautiful night sky
.
by Scooj
Summertime tease
.
For one sweet moment
I thought I heard a mower
I was mistaken
.
by Scooj
9am
.
Long shadows at nine
the gentle sun at my back
winter morning walk
.
by Scooj
December already
.
Embers of the year
a difficult one, at best
time to extinguish
.
by Scooj
Arwen
.
Savage was the storm
borne by a lyrical name
false identity
.
by Scooj
Late
.
At last, northerlies
draw down heavy Arctic air
and we see our breath
.
by Scooj
That feeling
.
In the warming air
my pale face bathed in sunlight
spring is approaching
.
by Scooj
Natural adventures 