Winter comes to the mountains.
Trees are decorated with ice.
Even when bare, they hide the sun.
Snow covers the ground.
On the hillside is a trailer with gingham curtains.
Near its rear, a column of steam starts to rise.
Parked in front is a truck that’s had the front mirror broken.
A passing motor is the only sound....
The crow stares out with bright eyes .
It scours the grass, searching for a prize.
Drizzly days are especially good.
A light rain washes out worms and slugs.
For dessert there are water logged bugs.
Drizzly days bring feasting.
A bead shimmers in weak sunlight.
The crow hops in delight.
Drizzly days end with trinkets....