The Mezunian

Newfound spring ~ under surveillance, popcorn tree.

Accompanying music Frosting on the concrete ~ This year… March marches on slowly.

Deep blue sky ~ ’lone @ the bus stop, early star.

Sickly white is the sky ‘hind the tree, naked from Christmas death. Sickly white is the yogurt that chokes — literally, I almost died. Don’t laugh guys. ¿Is it my vice for trying to spice it with autumn apple crust, producing only dust? Sickly white is my pale skin preoccupied by the germs o’ winter […]

Also moving for the winter ~ dirty pigeons.

Accompanying music Frosty November morn ~ chimney smoke joins the fog. Frosty November morn ~ breathing smoke, car waiting @ red light.

Winter morn ~ waiting for southtown bus, pidgeons.

Accompanying music: On to work ~ racing down the street, tiny squirrel.

Accompanying music ’Tween autumn & winter ~ slips ’way while I read, morning crescent moon.

Accompanying music: Moving on, colored leaves & me ~ autumn peak.