March:
snow has fallen most days
or nights
often only an inch
last night we got 6 inches
at this time of year
I always wonder if it is our last sincere snowfall
at this time of year
I always wonder if it is our last sincere snowfall
I see dark eyed Juncos daily
true to their name
it is hard to see their eyes
often around sunset
the sun touches our world
with passion
the world is hushed under the blanket of snow
but for the birds
and
this pileated woodpecker
drums on the trees
and fills the sky
with
rhythm
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