
the wolf moon
slowly rises–
a white bubble
in the black
molasses sky
of january
–photo by me

the wolf moon
slowly rises–
a white bubble
in the black
molasses sky
of january
–photo by me

a new day
arrives to banish
the demons
of the night–
how quickly they all vanish
in the morning light!
–photo by me




–photos by me

an old log cabin
nestled in the snowy woods–
certain peace of mind
–photo by me
spring

summer

fall

winter

–photos by me
in times of great social upheaval,
the battle between good and evil
is played out on myriad stages–
and so has it been thru the ages
.
and now, you must do what is right,
so take up your weapon and fight–
but if you hold sway over men,
choose not the sword, but the pen

the eagle, a great bird of prey,
will put on a fearsome display;
yet everyone knows
that even the crows
can easily chase him away
–photo by me

“sunrise through my frosty window”
i awoke from strange dreams
and peered out my window,
but all i could see
was more of the same
–photo by me

stand firmly on the precipice
send out your light to the lost
be strong and weather the storm
be that beacon on solid rock
be like the lighthouse
–photo by me

The snow buntings have arrived en masse; it’s finally cold enough for them here.
Many birds fly in some kind of formation, often wingtip to wingtip like the Blue Angels, but these little snow birds are all over the place. From here, it looks like total chaos, but nothing could be further from the truth.
chaos in nature
is part of the grander scheme
of perfect order
–Photo by me