March lion spits ice
Daffodils hang their heads low
With disappointment.
Art Prescription: Seems March’s lion is having a final roar!! Snow and sleet. And still I walk and look at what nature has to offer. Nodding daffodils…
Through binoculars
I sight movement in the trees
Hawk at my shoulder!!
Art Prescription: Today’s haiku is momentarily interrupted for a near hawk encounter. I was writing about Mourning Doves…when through my binoculars I caught a glimpse of something in the trees. I searched, but no find. Turned to walk and right there!!! over my left shoulder sat a big hawk. He/she looked at me and I startled…I mean really jumped it was that close! Then I just got quiet and watched. I wondered why this winged beauty was braving my presence. The hawk took off then to join a mate…
Weather forecast, snow
All day I look to the sky
Excuse for milk, bread?
Art Prescription: Okay, so I might wake up to a sea of white, but right now…I don’t see any snow!!! Since early morning the forecast for a winter storm has been all over television, radio, and Facebook. I did go to the grocery store for stamps, and they were out! Schools cancelled today. Many businesses closed early. Curious. Warm in my studio where I painted love birds.