The full haiku was going to read:
the neighbour’s pine
wreathed in sky
However, too much text made the photo very busy so I plumped simply for snowswirl (with more than a nod to John Wills’ iconic poem:
rain in gusts
below the deadhead
(in Where the River Goes, edited by Alan Burns, Snapshot Press 2013).
I’m now hoping for a quick thaw – it’s been so cold this weekend!