not quite awake
from a full litter bin
a mouse spills out

vineyard through glass...
today its slope a fusion
of snow and mist

train journey
the setting sun rolls along
the misty tree tops

low afternoon sun...
horses and crows graze
the same frosted fields

Haiga # 69

Haiga # 68

Haiga # 67

sulphur horizon...
a sparkle of diamonds
in the vessel's wake

plane tree...
ashen wagtails roosting
amongst the fairy lights

Haiga # 66