Mirrored Flora
Still morning, time of literal reflection, considering self's perception, realizing world's objects and reflections, sometimes appear identical.
Prose
Horses in meadow
On the first clear day in several, on the way from car to back door, my glance was drawn through...
Cold November
It's not typical for cold to come so soon and stay. Nor typical, so much wet for so long. Surely...
Breakfast Date
An early appointment the day of the storm had me awake closer to daybreak than usual. As I walked across...
Birch
This birch, too close to neighbor hemlock, grows leaning, finds sun where it can. This wet pale October shows little...
October Morning Geese
While enjoying the temperature and clarity of a fine October morning, the distinctive honking of geese punctuated an otherwise calm mist...
Cardinal
Yesterday, a brilliant cardinal came to, and knocked on the living room's north window. Given it's persistence on wanting entry...
Reflective Ducks
This pair has been habiting a Lyon street pond where, spring has recently revealed, beavers have rebuilt their den. Dusk...
Autumn Wisps
Autumn's rays, cast from shallow, near-winter directions, illuminate unexpected places; wisps of retiring meadow echoed in crisp cirrus sky.
Common Periwinkle
Even more so than usual, any gaze cast on the neighborhood illuminates beauty. Far across the valley, buds, impatient to...