adding our tracks
to the worn path
alone together
Off We Go
The Horizon Held Our Sighs
we climbed
to see anew
our peaceful valley
The Waterfall Late November
part frozen
part motion
perfection
Walk In The Woods
side by side
we round the bend
into the new now
Lantern In The Woods
a welcome
for wanderers
in the wild
How Color Comes
under cloud cover
it hikes across
the landscape
Unruly
the rock wore
twirls of curly moss
upon it’s hard headed crown
How Tiny The Town
so wide and blue the sky
a universe of clouds
floats by
Destination
Through the dried grass
the wooden path
leads to winter.
Hillside
The slope demands effort
while promising a summit view.