doesn’t know

& doesn’t care it’s late ~

easter bunny

Fleeting spring ~

flees before I get a shot,

Waxing Afternoon Moon

I missed you

on my bus trip back,

rubbish bag on the highway.

Newfound spring ~

under surveillance,

popcorn tree.

Frosting on the concrete ~

This year…

March marches on slowly.

Winter morn ~

waiting for southtown bus,

pidgeons.

On to work ~

racing down the street,

tiny squirrel.

’Tween autumn & winter ~

slips ’way while I read,

morning crescent moon.