Landlord, Miser, Tease

Enter, winter. Come, darling. How we have missed you.

Wash us down, we are parched.  A little Seattle goes a long way here.  Settle in. Make sport of us. We will roll on our back for you.  We will be your grateful rescue dog. Write a poem on our familiar streets.

Wait…is that sunlight in the distance?  But it’s only Day Two…

Enjoy it while we can.

And there it is. Spring bloom in January.  Our bittersweet three-day Los Angeles winter.