so many hearts
on the garden’s sleeves
love abounds for everything
Declared
Early Bird
meet the new day
like a robin with a mix
of persistence and hope
Quartet By Arborvitae
softly they sang
the colors
of butter and blush
Labor Of Love
tenderly ministering
to the two leaved starts
and all efforts beyond
Is A Rose
every petal unfurled
a painting in itself
the bud a well of color
Earth Awakens
first flowers rise
the river’s belly is full
everything tilts towards more
Greeted With Delight
your name exclaimed
when spotted in the woods
Oh! Trillium!
Fishing
patience incarnate
stock still
until the strike
We Adore Her
primrose
the first rose
our maiden of May
Held By The Season
abundance of leaf and petal
spring wraps
her shady arms around us
Pink
pink rises
from the pale
until completely self saturated
Trail Head
we keep the signals
for fellow travelers
silent and small
Two Directions, One Journey
the silver birch and fern
so precise in their details
of becoming and departing
At The Farm
early morning, early spring
quiet stillness
before the long labor
Brought Inside
despite obstinate clouds
there was still sunshine
to pick and brighten the table with
Sighting A Sigh
the trees release
their shared held breath
in a long slow exhale of green
Likeness
red feathered tulip
the cardinal’s
favorite flower
Reading The Forested Landscape
a sunbeam reached down
and wrote the road
that told of summer
Quaker Ladies In Worship
quietly they gather
tiny beacons
shining their inner light
After Raking
first day in the garden
the bed’s leaf blankets removed
sun and shade waltz on the lawn
the promise of renewal revealed
Many Petaled Prayers
the ground
hosts great gratitude
for spring’s eternal returning
Singing The Song Of Belonging
swaying on a reed
she sets
her song free
Before The Leafing Out
the green, green grass
and the dear blue sky
providing inspiration for the trees
Like A Touch Of Whimsey
lovely lichen
delicately decorating
the understory
Horse And Garden
tools rest in the shed
by raised unmade beds
waiting for warmth to be trustworthy
A Dream
to be essential to creation
and venture in a daffodil
like a pollen coated bee
We’ve Arrived
the day
blue and sparkling
banishing winter
Not Fiddleheads
but still these ferns
rise and play
spring’s lively tune
Begin Again
the field by example
inspires the trees
to return to green
Coltsfoot
yellow
goes galloping
across still cold ground