The cardinals have come
to the white-capped feeders.
The jay circles
as does the woodpecker
as does Frances, your young cat
and one rare bird
alongside his gray-blue mate.
The Avett brothers
command a Head Full of Doubt
while you pull snug
your red long-johns
and mention you'll go
make a guide
for the circular saw.
My Christmas is coming.
Shelves for a cabin loft.
I know you're going out.
The dog's gone happy at the door.
But first you'll stop
to add some note
across a January page,
snow, 4-5 inches, downstream.
Scupper © January 2011
bird photos- neighbor CC photos
snow photos-
personal photos, tmp
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Comments
R
enjoyed this read and your pictures. Visions of home...we seldom see the white down here but my knees appreciate the change.
soon to be filled with books, hopefully?, enough to read into the advent of spring, perhaps...
♥
And I'm a fan of "The dog's gone happy at the door," too.
Hey Happy New Year.
And the poem is sweet with them.