Monday, October 19, 2020

First Snowfall


                                     ... resting 
on the roof of the birdhouse / the first snowfall

                                                 ... on the perch outside the entrance a small mound balances in the wind

                           ... inside, the emptiness grows

Photographer unknown


  1. I don't think of it as emptiness...just a patient waiting for the next family to arrive in the spring. But it is empty...and cold.

    1. And sometimes we are seeing and feeling this on the inside, momentary though it might be. :) xx


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