
A Singing Rose and a Dark Eyed Junco
“I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours… I can sit on the top of a Continue reading
“I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours… I can sit on the top of a Continue reading
This just happened. “Moose! Moose! There’re two moose!” R shouted. He never shouts, so I had a flash of a Continue reading
The aurora borealis, or northern lights (which I’ve heard a few people around here call “The Lady” or simply “She”), Continue reading
Holy guacamole! Today’s been one of those emotionally confusing, wabi sabi, wibbly wobbly, don’t- know-if-we’re-coming-or-going kind of days here in Continue reading
Rain, and then the cool pursed lips of the wind draw them out of the ground – red and yellow Continue reading
“Green, how I want you green.” Back from a month in the Alaskan interior where dwarf spruce glowed green in Continue reading
Talking Trash, MOOSEquitoes and Spruce Tip Tea There are strange things done in the midnight sun… Robert Service, from “The Continue reading
Thank you Victoria Doerper for allowing me to share your two delightful Day 30 poems. I Always Wonder I always Continue reading