collecting flowers

for the table ... suddenly 

a small snake

 

columbine sway 

above the dark stream ...

I pause to drink

I haul buckets

of water to my plants ...

sparrows scold

Saving buckets of shower water, rinse water, and anything else I can capture has become a routine part of the California drought. 
 

dreaming 

of the Rialto Bridge ...

swirling snow 

 

 

the tule sway
in the gentle breeze ...
music of the spheres

a rusting reaper

and tumbled down barn ...

sunset

Daily Haiku

 

chirp ... chirp ... chirp
the song of the
dying smoke alarm