A dark, slender branch elegantly dressed in snow reaches for the sun.
Blades of grass poke up through dark ovals in quartets deer tracks in the snow.
Drops of cold rain fall gently on the fallen leaves under the bare trees.
Green blades frosted white, the Fall grass sleeps silently, under the crescent moon.
Brown and black on green, red-winged blackbirds and finches, glean our buggy lawn.