I could have posted
photos
of snow…
snow behind my car,
under my car,
piled on the deck,
snow banks so high
I can’t throw
hard enough with the shovel
to get rid of it.
Snow getting into
my ears
and freezing in my hair
and melting
into my eyes.
The sound of snowblowers
and shovels…
I could have posted
photos of snow…
but I thought
I would share
some summer flowers
instead.
(captain’s log::day twelve of temporary restrictions complete)
