the early morning sun

lights the crusty snow

the ceiling fan quietly turns

the heater whispers warm air

nothing moves outside

but a doe scratching her ear

an old jeep drives slowly into view

turns into the drive across the street

a brightly clad arm appears

a fat newspaper lands on the porch

the jeep leaves driven by a graying man

in a bright western shirt

his passenger is bundled in a down jacket and cowboy hat

the doe is gone

the ceiling fan continues to turn

the crusty snow is a little brighter

nothing moves outside

Copyright Michael Douglas Scott