as winter towels fold
into the cold
a swaying mosaic
color drenched and drying
on the line

sky is cobalt light
ground is snow crust white

air rushes by
blustery and outbound
quick
it shouts a story
of a February day
wind chimes join
with a raucous report

fingertips clip
and lift the terrycloth load
heavies outside
underwear by the fire

stellar jays dash and call
bright bark sings
luminescent
fresh frozen oxygen
a wintertime antidote
to your four walls