Wednesday, October 14, 2009

frozen pumpkin leaves

Jack frost painted my car last night. Big sweeps of silver, frozen in the waning moonlight. Under a layer of summer's belongings I found my scraper in the trunk.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

the chill of purple in her fingers already

a cold morning. wool socks and my toes are still clammy. the sun has found its way to me. and i rearrange the plants so we can all share the meager light of the winter arriving. weather.com says it is to snow on thur. that would be a shame. bitter so quickly.