This is my Russian friend Katya. She had asked me to take a photo of her when we had gone to the Christmas market, a little more than a week ago. As I clicked the shutter some guy entered the frame…grr! I did take a couple more shots but I liked this one the best, in spite of the inadvertent entry. What do you think?

Luckily, this photo was not lost in the hard drive crash as I had processed these and stored them in a separate location. Oh, and a very Happy New Year folks!

The Seasons
sound their silent bells
before time

Cold rain
washing the dry
dust, off the reluctant trees

Wet dogs and dripping
cats huddle like
shipwrecked survivors
under lonely park benches

The sulking sun
suddenly steps out
to create
god’s seventh hope

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Fresh snow
falling in wintry waves
covering everything
with a pregnant hush

Hollow footsteps
melting into strange shapes
reminding me of my thoughts
on a cold Sunday morning

Closed sounds, grey feelings
Winter rising

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Brilliant sunshine
seeping through my cold skin
like my lover’s smile

A rush of warmth
as my bones bask
in the golden glow
of life awakening