snowflakes

the snow flutters down-
on the back of my mitten,
a few perfect flakes

no regrets for haiku bones

the haiku bones prompt this week is regret, in the case of my wild garden, I don’t have any

in the wild garden,
honeybees hum as they work-
a doe comes to lunch

frost

solstice

just after midnight,
the wind bell rings in winter-
stars decorate sky

daylight

the Haiku Bones prompt this week is fleeting,
a word that describes very well sunlight during this dark time of our winter

another, in fun-

sunlight in winter
arrives late, and leaves early
crows carry flashlights