it started as a giggle
and grew into a guffaw
the laughter of this log
The Spark Of Tiny Berries
a glee of color
evidence
of nature’s joy
Alfresco
without reservation
the table waits for
our laughter and crumbs
They Appeared From Seemingly Nowhere
Warm Memory To Store For Winter
Laughing Dragons
Broken
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.