7 January 2024 (first snowstorm)

first snowstorm

the exuberance

of the plow guy

6 January 2024 (marital spat)

marital spat . . .

through window frost

the morning star

5 January 2024 (on the way)

on the way

we pull over to watch

a hunting harrier

4 January 2024 (soundless snow)

soundless snow . . .

the hawk’s eyes track

a squirrel

3 January 2024 (auld lang syne)

auld lang syne . . .

the burnished gold

of willow boughs

2 January 2024 (second day)

second day . . .

the clarity of light

on my way to work

1 January 2024 (first day)

first day . . .

the surfacing scaup

tosses back a mussel

31 December 2023 (the coyotes)

the coyotes fall silent meteor shower

Happy New Year! Thank you for your support of my haiku!

30 December 2023 (more rain)

more rain livestreaming winter finches

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You too can watch a livestream of the birds at my friend Bill Sheehan’s feeders in Aroostook County, Maine.

29 December 2023 (rain instead)

rain instead of snow

a chipmunk tops

the tumbled woodpile

28 December 2023 (winter barrens)

winter barrens . . .

a harrier returns

to mist