• A Solitary Soul

    A solitary soul beneath a lonely hat departed on a stroll for varied habitat.   She trudged along a trail until she snagged a thorn then sank to weep and wail the heartache of the morn’.     Exhausted from her gloom, she struggled to her feet and left the dreary doom, resigned to bleak… Continue Reading

  • Autumn Swirl

    Steamy mug of spicy cider. Swirling leaves a’tumbling down. Gentle breeze evokes a shiver. Summer’s casting off her crown. Soft wind spiced with harvest’s fragrance. Melon juice drips off my chin. Crickets chirping final chorus. Autumn’s fingers reaching in. Sapphire blooms along the fencerow. Zinnias tempt with pollen binge. Pumpkin splashes dot the garden. Russet… Continue Reading

  • Sweet Honey Buzz

    If I buzzed about in blooms, I’d chat with friends in rosy rooms. I’d sip from fragrant purple buds in polka-dotted pollen duds. I’d soar among the hollyhocks and snuggle into frilly frocks. I’d make a sticky honey brew that’d flow like sunshine’s golden hue. And then I’d rest beneath a bell where perfumed dreams… Continue Reading

  • Rainbow Splashes

    Nature’s palette paints the morning. Rainbow colors everywhere. Feathered friends in springtime splendor, Sing a sunrise love affair. Cheerful fellow, rosy blush. Splashy orange in jelly rush. Goldfinch robed in yellow hue, Warbler cloaked in dazzling blue. Hummer green among the blooms. Purple martins, crowded rooms. Who am I amongst this beauty? Who am I amidst this flair?… Continue Reading

  • Blazing Beauty

    Blooming branches, Babbling bluebird, Buttercups. Barnyard banter, Bouncing babies, Basking bullfrog, Bursting buds. Big Ben’s birthday, Brown-laced bunting,  Bitty bunny, Butterfly. And . . . a blossoming blue boy baby. Have a Bbbbbeautiful day! All photos and words property of author.

  • Come Walk with Me

    Down a two-trackin trail through the whispering pines to the crest of a hill where the morning sun shines. There at the top of a sycamore tree a red-breasted robin acknowledges me. His melody floats to the meadow below that shelters the promise of spring’s early show. A babble of bluebirds swoosh by in a… Continue Reading

  • The Pendulum

    Yesterday’s snowdrops lie . . . under a snow drop. Yesterday’s field of elegant beige . . . lies buried beneath a frosted blue haze. Yesterday’s patchwork . . . now shimmers in silver. Yesterday’s stillness . . . is shattered by birdsong. Yesterday’s growth . . . awaits the next thaw. Spring’s early glimmer… Continue Reading

  • Morning Crown

    Snowy morning, frosted shadows, Lacy branches, stillness reigns. Muddy morning, breeze is warming, Rattling call of sandhill crane. Scented morning, red-winged blackbird, Peeper chorus, Spring is here! Barefoot morning, berries bursting, Fledgling summons does appear. Muggy morning, harvest forming, Rainbow colors bright and bold. Misty morning, flowers dwindling, Landscape painted orange and gold. Frosted morning,… Continue Reading

  • Soft Sounds of Solitude

    January 10, 2016 I have never been afraid to be alone in nature. In fact, I crave the quiet corners of this world where birdsong reigns. For in those corners my spirit soars, and I feel closest to God.   Peter, peter, peter   Chick-a-dee-dee-dee   Jeer, jeer   Cheer, cheer, cheer Sometimes in the… Continue Reading

  • Happy Holilays

    December 17, 2015 ‘Tis the green and red season. We are all busy. So very busy blooming in love and good cheer. With so much on my agenda, little things slip by. . . little things that feed my soul. . . like prayer. Who has time? As my soul is robbed of it’s nourishment,… Continue Reading