Winter
Naturally Layered
Wind sculpted
Snow
Layered pure
White
Offspring of
Blizzard’s
Howling
Night
Blew every
Which
Way as it
Might
From our
Resolve
Taking hefty
Bites
Placating
Disdain
Come morning’s
Sights
Frank’s Tuesday Photo Challenge: Layer
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







