Wrapped in a snow blanket

the Stone Buddha sits!

Sunset, cold snow, birds soon to sleep.


Hurrying home with that intertwining of


sadness and gratitude

In memory of Sally Mashader

As it settles

a calmness arises

New Year's morning


Washing done


Ironing to do

Low winter sun
its long shadows on the grass Crunchy snow!

Christmas dawning

Empty park

Soon to fill with bright bikes and scooters

T Throw yourself in the pot of life
...and cook!
But don't be fooled by your own taste.