Books on the shelf paper windows into other lives.
Almost Haiku: Twenty-Six
Books on the shelf paper windows into other lives.
Books on the shelf paper windows into other lives.
Old cemetery tree serene among crosses and tombs.
White and powdery snow becoming precious as a memory.PS: It hasn't snowed here in these parts this winter. When I was a child, there would always be snow here around this time of the year.