
a thievin’ raccoon known as neil
laid his paws on all they could steal,
and maybe that’s why
he’d faithfully try
to wash them before every meal.
–photo by me

a thievin’ raccoon known as neil
laid his paws on all they could steal,
and maybe that’s why
he’d faithfully try
to wash them before every meal.
–photo by me

from the trees,
a timber wolf sees
me stumbling
on the ice;
i can only hope that he’s
minnesota nice.
–photo by me

he sits there in his tree all day,
a tiny monk, robed in grey;
with folded paws, he starts to pray–
to all the squirrel gods.
*
he prays with everything he’s worth
to launch the bloom of mother earth;
the time has come for her rebirth–
against all earthly odds.
–photo by me




photos by me

It’s a beautiful March morning. I went out for a walk with the camera earlier, and when two deer stopped in their tracks and posed for me, it made my day.
up ahead,
these two does
didn’t hide
or go a-runnin’,
but instead,
struck a pose
when they eyed
me a-comin’
–photo by me

this warm weather
comes and goes
one day it’s nice
the next it snows
the river’s ice
in sunlight flows
but every night
it’s all refroze
–photo by me

so why did
the deer cross the road?
nobody
really knows–
but i hope it wasn’t to make
a feast for the crows
–photo by me

when my cat took me out for a walk,
i thought we might have a nice talk,
but she ran off ahead,
hearing nothing i said–
she ignored me and fled down the block!
–photo by aaron

there’s nothing better
than a beautiful spring day–
in february
–photo by me

the diet of the bald eagle
shows that you’re not what you eat,
for he stands so composed–even regal–
while gobbling down decomposed meat.
–Photo by Aaron (This shot was taken with his 75mm–300mm telephoto lens; mine is 50mm–200mm.)