Can’t wait ‘til we “spring”
ahead, to six o’clock for
the cats to be fed.
Skat@2022
Can’t wait ‘til we “spring”
ahead, to six o’clock for
the cats to be fed.
Skat@2022
Winter is coming,
Habited juncos return—
Little grey nun-birds!
skat@2018
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Swinging fruit,
blackening on choke-
cherry stems;
waxwing blitz
(Cannot forget the bzzt, bzzt!)
in the wind, I think.
skat@2018
Hummers are coming;
once again I google some
nectar recipes.
skat@2018
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Jay quartet
returns after days;
I wonder
where they’ve been?
They’re fair weather friends, you see,
we’ve sunshine today.
skat@2017