a welcome
for wanderers
in the wild
A Dog’s Life
overseeing
the world
from a shady spot
Field Rut
demanding attention
birch tree antlers
stand at the field
Where the heart is
my mountain home
dwarfed by the immense blue sky
everything is in its place
Interloper
your house and garden
said the look
is on my land
Sunday Mountain
The wind still holds the echos of the Abenaki’s footsteps.
The soil cradles our carefully tended dreams.