We Don’t Need Any Mittens

but yes it is
cold enough
for coats

Morning With Cows

space and place
for each one
to low and graze

By The River In July

thirsty fields
some much needed rain

Cows In The Pasture

however far away
place holders
for a summer’s day

Parallel Purposes

stretched across the landscape
train tracks and phone lines
corn rows and pasture fences

Holding Whatever Is Offered

the pasture
empty of cows
filling with snow

The Haven Of Barns

come winter
they will encompass
my world

Beneath The Wise Gaze Of The Pines By The Barn

during shorter days
amidst longer shadows
we ready for winter

A Question Worth Asking

will they take our coats
and turn them into socks and sweaters
for themselves

Devotion To Grey

late February days
when daytime
feels like twilight

The Pasture Transformed

winter’s beach
new snow dunes
hold a frozen tide

Dahlia in the Daises

bright blooms
autumn afternoons
departing soon

Hues and Shades

morning light
the sky is painted
in clouds and white

On the East Knoll

lambs gentled the landscape
making space for weariness to rest


the grass is greener
right where you are