Rain will bring damp cold

Snow sits on the ground in great mounds, each snowflake with a unique shape and look…

Here we are once more

sheltie

 the stars

Oh windy nights! Wicked beauty that you are!

a dreary cold breeze whistled through your hair

It’s always that striped carpet that comes back to me first.

As I stretch I know

The vulture has a hardy way of life. 

pavement

Her finger runs along the rim