In The Gloaming

Foggy evening: a
ghostly heron combs the creek,
seeking dinner-frogs.

Skat@2017

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A Death in the Family

A few feathers, still
atop my fence-post; I chase
off a sparrow hawk.

skat@2017

Escape Artist

Spider tugs his web
as Ichneumon lands. High-wire
strikes, yet wasp breaks free!
Exciting thing to see. ( I
was rooting for the stinger.)

skat@2017