Dan Jarrell
@usinfusion.bsky.social
Retired scientist, amateur astronomer, poet, and photographer. Married for more than 40 years.
Under thick blankets
We cuddle. Just like the grass
Resting 'neath the snow.
We cuddle. Just like the grass
Resting 'neath the snow.
February 13, 2025 at 8:39 PM
Under thick blankets
We cuddle. Just like the grass
Resting 'neath the snow.
We cuddle. Just like the grass
Resting 'neath the snow.
Blaring alarms sound,
As great wings cut through cold air.
Sandhill cranes are back.
As great wings cut through cold air.
Sandhill cranes are back.
February 12, 2025 at 5:55 PM
Blaring alarms sound,
As great wings cut through cold air.
Sandhill cranes are back.
As great wings cut through cold air.
Sandhill cranes are back.
A dozen years ago, I undertook the task of writing a pair of haiku each day to remind me of the beauty in the world.
It's easy to be overwhelmed by the news.
So, I plan to try to do half of what I did in 2012.
Full moon slowly sets
As the sun waits to appear.
Fresh snow glows silver.
It's easy to be overwhelmed by the news.
So, I plan to try to do half of what I did in 2012.
Full moon slowly sets
As the sun waits to appear.
Fresh snow glows silver.
February 11, 2025 at 11:31 AM
A dozen years ago, I undertook the task of writing a pair of haiku each day to remind me of the beauty in the world.
It's easy to be overwhelmed by the news.
So, I plan to try to do half of what I did in 2012.
Full moon slowly sets
As the sun waits to appear.
Fresh snow glows silver.
It's easy to be overwhelmed by the news.
So, I plan to try to do half of what I did in 2012.
Full moon slowly sets
As the sun waits to appear.
Fresh snow glows silver.