Observation – December 5th, 2020, Saturday

The floorboards are creaking above me

A reminder that I do not really live alone

Kitty is curled up in a ball on the couch

I hear the deep rumble of engine outside

Small branches swaying in the light breeze

Dark slender finger, against the pale sky

There is laughter somewhere down the block

People are walking outside, riding bikes

There is no snow on the ground, no ice

It is warm for Minneapolis in December

Observation – December 4th, 2019, Wednesday

Observation
The sun is shining

The snow is already melting in the light

It is warm this December morning

Everything is blurry outside my window

My eyes are still adjusting to the surgery I had

I can hear the spray from the tires of the cars passing by

Dirty-gray slush and salt covering the street

There is ice on the road and it is slippery

There is not a cloud in the sky

Only jets leaving contrails

And black-birds in flight