
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

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

fiery autumn leaves
don’t warm my extremities,
but do warm my heart
–photo by me

I’m walking the Mesabi Trail;

up here, the hardwoods prevail.

Some maples are only now turning,

Though most of them look like they’re burning!
–Photos by me

Once upon a time, there was nothing.
I mean, there was nothing but nothing.
In fact, there was so much nothing,
That that fact became something,
And once there was something,
It quickly exploded into everything.
–Photo by me

all summer, the clouds had their fun,
but now there is much to be done;
in autumn, they race
at a feverish pace
past the featureless face of the sun.
–photo by aaron

come on now and walk with me

i’ll show to you the orangest tree

and forest friends, so wild and free–

these are things you gotta see!
–photos by me

unhappy
that the autumn brings
no colors
to the pines,
mother nature sometimes strings
them up in pink vines
–photo by me




–photos by me

from out here in the woods,
the auroras are breathtaking
as they shimmer and dance
over the silent, stately pines.
heaven seems so close.
–photo by me