
I dream
of golden clouds
and painted fields.
Possibilities

The still green meadow
holds out the possibility
of an Indian Summer.
Quilted Sky

Tucked under a blanket of clouds
the river valley rests.
Nap Time

Late afternoon
the youngest ones
slumber on soft grass
Change

Corn tassels have browned
mist ushers in the morning
plants and weather are our time keepers.
Mysteriousness
Lavender Wave

Like a receding tide
the ocean of wildflower color
begins its subtle retreat in August.
Abundance
Sunshine Girls

Heads held high
they search the meadow for true love.
William Sweet William where can you be?
Destination
Meadow

The colors of summer
call out from the meadow
come play with us today.
The Artist

Indian Paintbrush colors the meadow
with embers of sunset.
Knowing

This is the deer who knows my soul
and seeks me out to remind me
of the gentleness of wildlife.
Lupin
Field of Dreams

Dreams take shape slowly
emerging from soft surroundings
an impression forms, staking claim on hope.
Field of Astor

Lavender and yellow delights
gather in the meadow
Woodstock for wildflowers.
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.






