weather thoughts

this oak basket,
come from red bird kentucky,
shows a grin in the window.
the sun melted the tiny snow away
here on the south face.
and the neighbors were 
snoozing until we walked past
waking their bovine vastness
light on black
a sunbathing duo
 on the ridge
i looked southwest
into the mountains
as snow clouds raced behind me
and the fugitive mountain
clouds play chase with the treeline
as night comes on
at work, a kid in crisis
and me, 
my constitution seems to be
fighting the flu
home early, and a nap.