Quiet playground waits. Garden plans waiting planting. Cherish the waiting.
Quiet playground waits. Garden plans waiting planting. Cherish the waiting.
Sun throwing shadows. Misdirecting the minds eye. Over the shoulder.
Nothing but Blue skies, Orchestra of tiny chirps, Warming up to play.
Pale sky howls and moans. The tempest blasts through bare limbs. As mocking crows hide.
Somber ashen sky. Dark clouds forewarn of more storms. Crows laugh at the threat.
Bare limbs cross blue skies. Snow dissolving into myth. New growth is revealed.
Snow melting away. Crows call to Persephone. Watching and waiting.
Sun and haze collide, melting ice, twisting shadows. Anticipation.
Long shadows falling. Snow and ivy cling tightly. Illuminated.
Still frozen playground. Preserved and untouched by snow. Quiet and empty.
The rising tide 