Snow
Foxy
Suburban fox
Came
Strolling
Through
Treading softly
On
Snowfall
New
Soon after
Exited
The
Scene
Guess
It wasn’t
But a
Dream
One Word Sunday: Movement
At A Snail’s Pace
Tomato cages
Lie
In wait
Till that
Magic
Planting date
Meanwhile
Winter
Crawls along
With deaf ear
Turned to
Springtime’s song
Frank’s Tuesday Photo Challenge: Crawl
Shadow Talk
Shadows
Born of
Light and
Angle
Hypnotic
Shapes
Before us
Dangle
Reality
To
Their purpose
Finagle
Our minds
Left
In a
Tangle
Lens-Artists: Shadows
So Long
Goodbye
Good riddance
We’re tired
Of
You
When you
Finally
Depart
We won’t go
Boo-hoo
Your
Icy touch
Has
Made us
Blue
Figuratively
Speaking
And literally
Too
So
Pack
Your bags
Get out
Skidoo
Don’t look
For us
To come running
After
You







