
Some days in April
Spring feels farther away
than in December.
Log Bridge

A fallen tree
makes the perfect spot
to sit and spy on fish.
Greeting

Emerging from his burrow
the first thing the chipmunk does
is salute the sun
Unfolding
Water and Wood

Complimentary companions.
Mirrors to each other.
The play of light and dark.
Wrinkles

Wrinkles in the tree’s bark
will forever honor the missing branch.
Smile lines of its former reach.
Red Brush at Brook’s Bend

Colors begin to leak into the landscape.
Spring approaches.
The View from Heaven
Procession
Budding Out

In a burst of energy, renewal and hope colors are released
as trees transform the landscape from winter to spring.
Legacy
Adventure
Forsythia
Rest
Shamrock
Other Side
Wanderer

At the edge of the apple grove the spring comes above ground
and wanders across the meadow laughing in delight at the change of season.
Innocence

The magnolia sends forth her first blossoms
into the rare air of March that feels like May.
The sunshine calls and she answers yes in unfurling petals.
Roots
White Water
Moss
Mud
Rush
Bulbs
Centered
In Town
River Road
Half and Half

Two trees at the entrance to the woods
mark the dividing line between sun and shade.
Fuzzy Rock
Logged

Along a dusty road
the trees leave the mountain.



















