Snow falls

Just Tux

Winter skies

The stand

The stand in winter

Fog softly blurs the background

Listen to silence

Harbingers

The robins are back

Can spring be too far away

Rejoice winter's done

Yes it's cold

When looking for food

You may go out on a limb

Be sure to hold on

Tracks

Leaving small footprints

Across a vast white expanse

My feet are so cold