light plays
hide and seek
in the iris leaves
Ready Or Not
What The Sun Brought
spring arrived
and even the dog stops
to contemplate the beauty
Yellow Roses
in celebration of ordinary days
picked from your mother’s yard
you would bring them often
and for no particular reason
Better Than Oz
my March wish granted
as far as the eye can see
the world is emerald green
Declared
so many hearts
on the garden’s sleeves
love abounds for everything
Early Bird
meet the new day
like a robin with a mix
of persistence and hope
Quartet By Arborvitae
softly they sang
the colors
of butter and blush
Labor Of Love
tenderly ministering
to the two leaved starts
and all efforts beyond
Earth Awakens
first flowers rise
the river’s belly is full
everything tilts towards more
Fishing
patience incarnate
stock still
until the strike
Held By The Season
abundance of leaf and petal
spring wraps
her shady arms around us
Trail Head
we keep the signals
for fellow travelers
silent and small
Two Directions, One Journey
the silver birch and fern
so precise in their details
of becoming and departing
At The Farm
early morning, early spring
quiet stillness
before the long labor
Likeness
red feathered tulip
the cardinal’s
favorite flower
Quaker Ladies In Worship
quietly they gather
tiny beacons
shining their inner light
After Raking
first day in the garden
the bed’s leaf blankets removed
sun and shade waltz on the lawn
the promise of renewal revealed
Many Petaled Prayers
the ground
hosts great gratitude
for spring’s eternal returning
Singing The Song Of Belonging
swaying on a reed
she sets
her song free
Before The Leafing Out
the green, green grass
and the dear blue sky
providing inspiration for the trees
Like A Touch Of Whimsey
lovely lichen
delicately decorating
the understory
Horse And Garden
tools rest in the shed
by raised unmade beds
waiting for warmth to be trustworthy
A Dream
to be essential to creation
and venture in a daffodil
like a pollen coated bee
We’ve Arrived
the day
blue and sparkling
banishing winter
Begin Again
the field by example
inspires the trees
to return to green
Coltsfoot
yellow
goes galloping
across still cold ground
In The Still Dark Woods
that must be spring
off to the left
just out of view
Alluring
what marvelous lashes
on the pansy’s bright eye
Thank You Red Twig Dogwood
any and all color
in early spring
a cherished gift
Freeze Frame
early morning frost
suspends magnolia’s bloom
what beautiful bravery