beneath clouds and blue sky
together and yet singular in purpose
room for everything
In The Sunshine
Always
the two at once
joy and sorrow
and the search for ways
to befriend both
Hearts Abound
seed pods and sugar houses
share the same wish
love, love, love
Spring Morning
a gentle lavender call
to greet day
stirs the river
The Blue Sky Tries
still some snow
as the field softens into mud
this is the season of small beginnings
Snow And Sunshine
a warm breeze
spring brushes against my cheek
still snow beneath our feet
March The Month Of Everything
both snow and ice
with water running free
blue sky and clouds jostling
White River Blue Sky
the sun on snow
we bask like turtles
where we can
Spring Dream
new life
hatched and feathered
in sunshine and blue sky
Melt
only the sun knows
when the roofline
will give way
Daydream Of Spring
with this blue sky
those raindrops
may bloom into flowers
To Everything Its Counterpart
winter’s shadows
blue with cold
disputed by the sky
The River Bend’s Instruction
when turning corners
take your time
to wander is the way
Early Winter Abstraction
morning’s bright sun
has turned the roof ice to lace
the still colorful world peeks through
Brightened
petaled lumens
mood lighting
the landscape
Invisible Threads
the glittering
of sunlight
snagged on the river
Returning
no beginning or end
to the circular cycles
of nature and time
You Are Here
the big birch
our reference point
from which to wander
Afternoon
winter
receiving and reflecting
the glorious sun
Once And Again
the river delivers
a splash
of blue sky
Making Do
the trees
are wearing clouds
in lieu of leaves
Clarity
everything intensified
as edges and differences
make themselves known
Radiating Hope
a bright light
lifting us
up
The River In September
the deepening
of green and blue
expands the view
Seen From Above
heaven’s clouds recognize
the tiny speck
as the church’s steeple
Mountain Lupin
purple blue
she-wolf
running wild
Reigning Beauty
this day
heaven sent
we are drenched
in peace and beauty
Embellished View
lace edged eves
winter’s
window dressing
Owl In Blue
sharp cold
ruffling feathers
and solitary thoughts
Swiss Cheese
ice moon
on the eve
taste of cold