When ever before

did social conventions

change so profoundly

Outside on the streets

faces masked, standing apart

we shun the barefaced

People stand in line

bare an arm, holding their breath

waiting for the sting

On the horizon

hopeful clouds are gathering

wind pensively waits

Now I must shower

the morning anticipates

my full attention

Students await in

a dark space to which we will

bring light and colour

A dog greets the day

burying her nose in snow

joyful frosty clouds

Crunchy cereal

hot bergamot scented tea

morning pleasures

Tiniest snowflake

floating on the air, have you

forgotten to fall

Dazzling landscape in

northern lands where winter drapes

beauty, unsurpassed