winter wind blowing

through this drafty old cottage

snuggling with the dog

a wheel, round and round

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nails bit to the quick

falling winter rain

droplets patter overhead

a comforting sound

forty-seven calls

no doctor appointments left

old home remedies

eating last night’s chips

dunked in a bowl of hot soup

a grating of cheese

termite collective

architectural wonder

eco-warriors

memory of dad

watching from a distance

woke me from a dream

oh to shrink myself

to walk the labyrinthine

paths of the anthill

closed up for winter

the ants have sealed their windows

against the deluge

tiny living things

magnificent architects

cities built from sand