Thursday

-5 C & snowing.
a blanket of fresh snow covers the earth.

Tuesday

1 C with light snow falling.
Grey skies above.
Big gang of little birds singing in the trees.
Tiny snowflakes against the greenhouse glass.
The tinkling sounds of water splashing.
The sharp smell of fresh rosemary on my hands.
The pale dust coating the giant aloe plant.
The cascades of pink bourganvillia from above.
The yellow edges running along the the leaves of a giant palm plant.
Red & yellow poinsettas.
Giant white & purple orchid blossoms attached to a long branch running horizontal to the ground.
Giant jade tree with bulbous leaves.
Hard snow against my face in the darkness of night.

Monday

Rain on the skylight in the bathroom.
Pale sunlight shredding the dark clouds on the western horizon (10h00)
Warm & wet & mild (+8 C)
A grey squirrel eating a nut in a tree.
Some pigeons flying around.
Skies flat & grey & almost empty of nuance (12h42)

Friday

-3 C.
Sunny & clear...blue skies & bright light putting the Venus in Venutian.
Sunlight streaming all over everything.
Little birds chattering in a tree.

Wednesday

-2 C.
Sharp & wet, somehow.
Grey skies with a flat light spread evenly across the day.
Massive murder of crows overhead, crying & flying, black specks against the winter grey sky.

Tuesday

-1 C.
Snowflakes lightly falling.
Little birds playing in the trees.
Sky grey & flat.

Saturday

2 C, mild & gray & flat.
No sunlight all day.
Old melting snow.
Pigeons, crows, starlings, chickadees scattered throughout the day.

Friday

0 C.
Mild & gray.
Chickadees in a pine tree.
Old wrinkled red crab apples in a bare tree.

Thursday

-6 C.
Grey & flat skies.
Old dirty snow.

Tuesday

-9 C.
A crow flies overhead, black against the white stain of a bleak winter morning.
Dead leaves left over from last season rustle & hiss in a skinny tree.
Flat sky & dirty snow.

Monday

-6 C
Weak rising sun, like a 30 watt lightbulb.
Three (3) pigeons fly overhead.
Tiny flecks of snow fluttering about.

Wednesday

-4 C.
Sun slowly emerging from its holiday hiding spot.
A large crow flies overhead, crying.
A lone pigeon swoops above & around the corner in a beautiful arc.
Birds chattering somewhere out of sight.
Patches of blue sky pulling itself together.

Monday

-8 C.
Pale distant sun, struggling to emerge.
A crow cries somewhere in the distance.
Snow banks like sand dunes, sharp lines & sexy curves.
Old dog snoring softly as she sleeps.

Saturday

Snowing tiny flecks.
-8 C
Snow lines the branches & all of Natures horizontal surfaces.
Sky flat & empty of colour.
Animal tracks in the deep snow under the train tracks.
White snowbanks against gray skies, dried dead stalks of last summers life twitching in the wind.
A squirrel jumps from the balcony to a tree.

Friday

Cold & grey & flat (-3 C)
Tiny crystal snowflakes like dust.
Starlings sitting on a clothes line.
A gray squirrel sits on a post, bushy tail twitching out a code.