The Quick and the Dead

Gracie visited both today, in cold mist, and judged both.

Her ears spoke for her: "Excellent!"

Too Much, Too Little

So orange, the zinnia burns the lens.

So misty, the water tower flattens.

Too much of one.

Too little of the other.

Surely the weeks of gray days must end.

Saving a Day

Warm light
redeems 
a day 
showered
in cold 
mist and fog.