web across windshield
etched by cold winter's finger
frosty morning dawn
etched by cold winter's finger
frosty morning dawn
Find more frost haiku at One Deep Breath.
Wherein I record details and observations from my forays into the snowy woods, onto the water, and other environs.

Wabasha Street Bridge, St Paul, Minnesota

Sunday Edit: My darling wife, has just pointed out that this is not a haiku because the first line only has 3 syllables. She is, of course, entirely correct.
under the stone bridge