galaxies
wash up
on the shore
Found
barn looks out
leaf looks in
seen in the meeting
Woven Woods
embellished woodland tapestry
with bullioned pinecone
embroidery
Fourth Dimension
see time
whooshing by
in the context of your life
Stop Action
the world stirs
then stops again
spring’s incremental approach
Forbearance
spring’s green
biding her time
beneath the ice
Murmuration
flight
of the frozen
ice bird flock
February’s January Thaw
the melt
holds onto
raindrops’ drop
Morning Again
it can never
be said enough
thank you
Cosmos of Cold
galaxy
of sparkling gold
stars gather on the window
Fine Lined Cold
winter draws
flourishes and finery
with a subzero stylus
Until
all things balanced
until the wind shifts
and the redistribution of normal
Eyelet River
lacing the surface
cold threading
shore to shore
Granite and Lichen
ancient friends
in company since
the beginning of time
Becoming One Another
the icing pond
receiving rain
so many ways to be
Jack Frost Morning
feathered
with cold
the world obscured
Miles of Garland
the landscape
does her decorating
in berries, leaves and weather
When The Skies Open Up
red
dew drops
of crabapple rain
The landscape Readies
orange leaf bunting
face making squash and gourds
magic and mischief afoot
Wood Star
time transforms
the ancient timber
into a celestial being
Steps
summer left
her pink and yellow footprints
on the ripening meadow
Presage of the Leaves
geranium begins
fall’s colors
creeping in
Serrated Shade
saw toothed
shadow
carving granite
Great Green Loom
the garden
weaves a tapestry
of leaf and bloom
Sacred Community
green mosaic
masterpiece
of pieces
Microcosm of the Universe
marsh made
mandala
the cosmos arose
Signs
sacred arrow
points
toward destiny
Kaleidoscope
ever changing
light through leaves
beauty’s infinity
With An Open Heart
receive
the gift
of now
Rock Split Pine
rock moss
pine and shadow
agelessness exemplified
