
in all the forest glades i pass,
i see the frosted blades of grass;
this windy morning, i can hear
this whispered warning: winter’s near!
–photo by me

in all the forest glades i pass,
i see the frosted blades of grass;
this windy morning, i can hear
this whispered warning: winter’s near!
–photo by me




–photos by me

every
mountain lake i find
is a sight
to behold,
and offers a peace of mind
more precious than gold
–photo by me

There must be an up
For there to be a down;
Something must be lost
For something to be found;
There has to be chaos
If there is to be a plan;
There must be a woman
For there to be a man.
–Photo by me




–photos by me