December 31, 2017

Sun lights up mountain,
like a beacon to guide in
new year- hope anew.

December 30, 2017

What has a hole now?
Never-ending cycle of
laundry and mending.

December 29, 2017

Daylight or twilight?
Who can really tell what time
it is in winter.

December 28, 2017

Post holiday binge
means something different to
all- and to me now.

December 27, 2017

Passionate red at
time of endless grey- gift from
my Amaryllis.

December 26, 2017

We’re at the tail end
of Christmas, year- some embrace
it more than others.

December 25, 2017

A Christmas surprise,
a winter wonderland- new
world for great and small.

December 24, 2017

Mount Baker, frosted,
glistens in distance- will we
have a white Christmas?

December 23, 2017

Pirate octopus
gingerbread taunts me with sweet
tentacles-eat me!

December 22, 2017

In time for Christmas
Red Lion Amaryllis
blooms- festive splendor.

December 21, 2017

Nothing feels more like
Christmas than decorating-
gingerbread creatures.

December 20, 2017

Beautiful on the
outside, but fills me with dread-
must be Christmastime.

December 19, 2017

Amaryllis gives
splash of colour on grey day-
December scarlet.

December 18, 2017

Your hands and feet are
tiny, yet were much smaller-
baby less each day.

December 17, 2017

Rice Krispies squares, curled
up by the fire, a rainy
night- sugar coma.

December 16, 2017

Amaryllis bud
ventures to grasp meagre light-
winter solstice nears.

December 15, 2017

It’s too warm here for
flurries, so I’ll make my own-
let it snow, snow, snow.

December 14, 2017

The tree lit up, small
consolation for endless
nights- winter waxes.

December 13, 2017

A fire doesn’t seem
right without a cat- miss mine,
substitutes don’t work.

December 12, 2017

Even dull parking
lots can lend a moment of
beauty- just look up.

December 11, 2017

Laundry is so much
more fun to do with someone
else- play hide-and-seek.

December 10, 2017

Reading this sweet book
about kittens, by the fire-
life comes full circle.

December 9, 2017

Dark early, gloomy
greys, Christmas creeping closer-
just craft yourself numb.

December 8, 2017

Invisible loss
miscarriage is not to mute
crowd- empty wombs, words.

December 7, 2017

Red poinsettia,
much needed colour in fall-
and holiday feel.

December 6, 2017

Partridge in a pine
tree nestles amongst sparkling
lights- a living tree.

December 5, 2017

Ready to embark
on a new adventure with
you- time is flying.

December 4, 2017

Long nights, sun seldom
shines- we all miss the easy
summer days of play.

December 3, 2017

Afternoon stroll in
Père Lachaise Cemetery-
some peace in Paris.

December 2, 2017

Looking up, lion
greets me, sun in lapis sky-
Lisbon afternoon.

December 1, 2017

More difficult than
being a trial lawyer-
reward much richer.