Frost-crusted windows
A solitary bulwark
Against wind and snow
Frosty Windows
Welcome to Harcourt 51 – Where anything can happen – And usually does
Welcome to Harcourt 51 – Where anything can happen – And usually does
Frost-crusted windows
A solitary bulwark
Against wind and snow
Harcourt 51 
beautiful in words and photo, Michael.
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Thank you Fracina.
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I’m shivering.
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Here it begins, eh? 🙂
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The phrase “solitary bulwark” makes the haiku and involves me beyond its ending in a marvelous way. Bravo, Michael!
Ron
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Thank you, Ron. I was awake at 3.00 a.m. this morning and this haiku came to mind. I loved that phrase.
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starkly cold and beautiful, michael.
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Thanks Beth. It’s getting to that time of year.
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