stack of seed packets •
will they grow faster than weeds •
or just hopefulness? Continue reading →
clouds cannot bear it •
clasping themselves as they fly •
iron weight of rain Continue reading →
cleaned my paintboxes •
reminding these eyes about •
sunshine and shadow Continue reading →
In spring, bear visits. •
bungee cords were too strong but •
the lid bent in half. Continue reading →
Beautiful bright sun today. So many birds singing. I’m needing a nap — sat on the front steps painting fading daffodils Only I know what the front yard looks like today things caught by the sun full of yellow my … Continue reading →
The good life is a process, not a state of being. It is a direction not a destination.
