in the darkness
and the scarcity
there will also be beauty
Roads To Winter
In The Sweet
autumn leaves
coated with
honeyed autumn light
Hearts Abound
seed pods and sugar houses
share the same wish
love, love, love
Steel Steed
forever galloping
through the seasons
of the meadow
Skedaddle
back to the deep woods
as the sun rises
bug hunter hunted
In The Quietude
here at this river bend
the past is behind me, the future in front
and I am centered in the current of now
Rise
crows ascend
from the field feeding
only the hungriest linger
Mirth In The Woods
it started as a giggle
and grew into a guffaw
the laughter of this log
Dawning
traveling with the morning light
the mountain revealed through the trees
then the pond shrugs off her shawl of pink mist
so tenderly begins this day
The Days Move Fast
chasing the last of summer
through the young woods
the sun’s rays always just out of reach
Ballet Alfresco
the meadow allegro
in her pink tutu
unopened blooms a pas de deux
Color And Light
between the clouds and mist
blue and light sneak in
feeding souls and seeds
Hearing Hooves
the sound of branches
breaking in the woods
that’s the stallion running in
Welcome Wild Neighbors
garden in the woods
a birdbath to feed
hawk and deer
Into The Woods
past the garden’s edge
the light in the woods
an invitation to more
A Fleeting Fame
duet of iris
took their moment
in the sun
Mountain Flower
blooming in the woods
for the delight
of trees
Openings
between the heron and the house
morning wanders across the meadow
charming the new day
Winding Path
the finest way to travel
is meandering
making the path as you go
How A Hearth Makes A Home
the woods are our walls
and the floor a carpet of forget-me-nots
we use the sky as ceiling and heaven as the roof
Shadow And Light
in their differences
how they amplify and echo
each other
Near The Beaver Dam
beside the water’s current
a stillness settles on
that savors the day’s tranquility
Magic Carpet
just to stand upon it
you have already ridden
to your fantastical destination
Go Slow
on the dirt road
through the greening valley
witness hope unfurling before you
River Morning
this day’s mysteries
gather in the mist
until divulged by the sun
Filagree Of Spring
each leaf and flower unfurling
a revelation of details and hues
spring in the woods making her masterpiece
And Sometimes
the journey home
is strikingly different
but the destination is the same
The Daring Of Dreams
such grey April skies
some trees barely dare
to dream of leaves
The Marsh Awakens
wind ripples the open water
geese and ducks float by
a heron contemplates a stay
Costume Jewelry
ice makes diamonds
when snow becomes raindrops
the sparkle is of rhinestones