



–photos by me




–photos by me

you asked me
if i like the snow;
i said that
it’s okay–
to be fair, ask me again
on an april day
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–photos by me

I usually avoid politics in my posts, but sometimes you just have to say something.
Trump reminds me of a neighbor boy who lived across the street from me years ago. One day, I saw him trying to start his lawn mower, and I went over to lend a hand. I knew he had a learning disability, and his father had left his mother long before, so I thought of myself as a father figure to him.
We looked it over and suddenly he pulled the plug wire off and started blowing in it… or tried to blow in it. I explained that he was blowing in a solid wire and there was no way it could help. (I assumed he saw someone blow in the gas line, which looks similar on the outside.) Anyway, we couldn’t get it going, and as I was leaving, I glanced back only to see him on his knees blowing in that damn wire!
His behavior was like he was always so sure of himself, and yet he was always so wrong. That’s what Trump seems like to me.
–Photo by Aaron

i watch two swans together
who are truly mates for life,
and it makes me feel better
’bout the loss of my late wife,
for although i miss her so,
the swans have cast a spell,
and i’m just glad to know
that love’s alive and well.
–photo by me




–photos by me

the night’s water nymphs
resolve into rocks and logs
at the break of dawn
–photo by aaron

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!
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–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