November 30, 2022

ice-glazed puddles
repeating the dawn's report —
red to pink to blue



November 29, 2022

secret ingredient —
alongside the butternut
I roast an apple



November 28, 2022

thinking of doorways
I stood on the threshold of
before turning back



November 27, 2022

cold water dripping
as we lift them up and out —
stowing the boats



November 26, 2022

we find Jupiter
and then turn to find Mars, too —
too cold to linger



November 25, 2022

windshield ice —
for a few morning minutes
it's all I can see



November 24, 2022

slowly waking up
the rest of the family —
pumpkin pie scent



November 23, 2022

when he returns home
every space we held open
purrs with contentment



November 22, 2022

my kind of air show —
four swans in tight formation
so close we heard wings



November 21, 2022

pink fading to blue
before it goes fully black —
another trans sky



November 20, 2022

they took his gun but
not before he took five lives —
dance like there's no…



November 19, 2022

grass limned with frost —
I listen for the sound
of no mosquitos



November 18, 2022

once the bees have gone
the moths swing by for a turn —
clover in the moonlight



November 17, 2022

snow-scented air
as the days grow shorter —
waiting on juncos



November 16, 2022

thin streams of cold air
snaking around my ankles —
frost in the forecast



November 15, 2022

mid-November storm —
each of our drainpipes
racing the others



November 14, 2022

wingbeats in time
with my startled heart —
meeting by surprise



November 13, 2022

a sudden wind
flings fallen leaves skyward —
our friends share their news



November 12, 2022

another hot flash
and I'm up before the light —
trees for company



November 11, 2022

not touching the ground
felt something like flying —
those early bike rides



November 10, 2022

brisk morning walk —
toes happy at the thought of
kicking through ginkgo leaves



November 09, 2022

before they start
pretending to be someone else —
mockingbirds' first notes



November 08, 2022

changing my vote —
one crisp fall day puts autumn
back on top



November 07, 2022

one more night
of getting in our own way —
blood red eclipse



November 06, 2022

learning to hush
when wrens have something to say —
rivulets of song



November 05, 2022

knowing a home run
by the sound of the crowd —
post-season



November 04, 2022

we should have told him
to walk towards the setting sun —
giving directions



November 03, 2022

late afternoon sun
poured out over the fields —
not a drop wasted



November 02, 2022

picking paint colors —
all day long we talk
about purples



November 01, 2022

evening grosbeaks
working their way south —
nights getting cooler