A small stone from the Similkameen
January 21st, 2012

Dawn
three inches of fresh snow
cat tracks through the yard!
at the window Callie's tail swishes
reaching bottlebrush dimensions.....

A small stone from the Similkameen
January 20th, 2012

It is approaching dusk

when I go to fill the bird feeders.

The quail, just nicely settled in the fir trees

rise as one, and in a great rush of wings

seek safety in the taller trees.

A small stone from the Similkameen
January 19th, 2012

frosted silver globes

to entice small birds to partake

of exotic desserts

A small stone from the Similkameen
January 18th, 2012

White mounds of snow
shaped by a bitter wind
so dry they squeak in protest
at each footfall

A small stone from the Similkameen
January 17th, 2012

A fine snow, swirling in great gusts
The small birds scurry for cover
in the friendly pines.

A small stone from the Similkameen
January 16th, 2012

Jewel Soup

Discs of amber carrot
a little emerald brocolli
and ruby red peppers,

pearly onion,  golden corn,
simmered gently
in chicken stock -

priceless lunch.......

A Small stone from the Similkameen
January 15th, 2012

A light, crisp snow.
Is it instinct that makes the small birds flock
and feast in advance of heavier flakes?