This cold, blustery, and beautiful Friday morning has inspired a rare haiku from me. Behold:

Sun shines through, brightly
Throwing light, but no warmth
Wintertime cruelty.

Best I can do, pre-caffeine (and without autogenerating help). The 5-7-5 structure hinges on how you pronounce “cruelty”; I’m invoking artistic license in going with the less-enunciated two-syllable rendition.