72/365

things I'm doing to get through february:

reading books
peeling oranges
lighting candles
taking walks
baking cakes
eating cakes
cake
cake 
cake

55/365

seen on my walk this afternoon:

branches like bones
an empty pack of newports
that same bowl from yesterday, still in the same place, still turned over
two tea bags in the middle of the street, their orange paper tags like tiny flags
the sun through the trees
the sun, like a gold medallion
myself, reflected in a puddle

54/365

seen on my walk this afternoon:

charcoal skies
three birds nests
an empty pack of marlboros
an empty bowl, turned over 
one white glove
one large spring coil
pinecones by the dozens
an entire tree taken over by kudzu
two cars parked nose to nose, as if kissing
a woman closing her shades, possibly because she did not appreciate my peering 
a white plastic bag stuck on a branch
a pile of chopped wood
a dying cactus 
one yellow leaf

I've decided to give january a chance.

21/365

things I love about winter:

the light
the dark
the quiet
the cold
the cozy

(happy solstice, happy first day of winter)