1.
The summer has gone native here.
Our autumn generally subtle,
our orchards extinct,
few worry, except at night
when the houses won’t
let go of the heat.

2.
It is a winter scene—
a bridge made new by snowfall.
I am bound by the black and white of it
and envy the photographer his choice:
to trample through,
or, leave it be.

**In response to Patrick Latter’s photograph (though he didn’t ask for one).
http://patricklatter.smugmug.com/Travel/Winter-is-coming/25624403_FvnxWb#!i=2115377164&k=4F2Zcm7