beneath clouds and blue sky
together and yet singular in purpose
room for everything
In The Sunshine
Respite
the worn bloom
finds shade and support
on the rock wall
in the bud yet to flower
The Days Move Fast
chasing the last of summer
through the young woods
the sun’s rays always just out of reach
Open
unfurl yourself
be bold with fragilities
and the compliments of complexities
A Song Of Summer
shadow and light
perform a dappled dance
stepping to August’s tune
Finch In Sunglasses
the demanding August sun
requires even the birds
to don shades
Brown Eyed Butterfly
at the center of the day
one moment
perfectly balanced
My Feathered Sunshine
a one note song
and moments visit
banishes my grey cloud
Basking
washed with heat
colors cleaned
spirit revived
The Saving Sunshine
banished now the dreary dread
of March through May’s gray
by pansy light and luminous leaves
Before Us
summer stretches out
in sunshine and tree shade
idle days and lemonade
Circle Garden
at the threshold between sunshine and shade
the circle sculptures speak
of life’s liminal spaces
Iris Leaves And Columbine
even perennials know
there is no such thing
as forever
Sea Of Green
a froth of fern
meets the garden shore of grass and sunshine
wave sets of trees gather in the distance
Tulip Sun
yellow, glowing, abundance
in these cosmos
creeping phlox encircle you
They Make The Sunshine
let the flowers
light
the way
Old Barn First Witness
a clapboard background to
the enduring rite of spring
sunshine as forsythia
Naturalization
they belong here
because they are here
a legacy of roots
On The Edge Of Spring
in the gentle sun
lift your voice
in song
Joy
sometimes joy leaps up
in my heart
like crocus from the ground
Snow And Sunshine
a warm breeze
spring brushes against my cheek
still snow beneath our feet
Seen And Seen Again
birch in the sun
are echoed as
icicles in shade
White River Blue Sky
the sun on snow
we bask like turtles
where we can
For The Storm Weary
daylight
makes some candles
just in case
Early Winter Abstraction
morning’s bright sun
has turned the roof ice to lace
the still colorful world peeks through
Like Honey
luminous autumn light
sticks to every
leaf and twig
Sunshine’s Sunshine
namesake
the goddess
of energy and light
Full Sun
the meadow
bleached by light
wild blooms carry on
Could It Be
the details
on the butterfly’s wing
cast light instead of shadows
Rose Flames
no need to light the torch
the yellow rose bush
is blazing