
first bump
in the night
heart takes flight
panic creeps in–
what a fright!
second bump
of the night
turn on the light
lover walks in–
what a sight!
third bump
of the night
high as a kite
moons shine in–
what a night!
–photo/art by me

first bump
in the night
heart takes flight
panic creeps in–
what a fright!
second bump
of the night
turn on the light
lover walks in–
what a sight!
third bump
of the night
high as a kite
moons shine in–
what a night!
–photo/art by me

When I walked to the lake in the dale,
I was shocked by a snake, long and pale,
And I knew my old foe
Was but blue-tinted snow–
Yet I opted to break a new trail.
–Photo by me

a young bald eagle
neither eaglet nor adult
mad at the whole world
–photo by me

hoarfrost
fine, feathery
condensing, crystallizing, coating
icing on the cake
rime

–photos by me

beware the snow demon
with his needle-sharp teeth,
and cold, twisted limbs
bent around like a wreath!
–photo by me

As another year sprints toward the finish line, we may find ourselves reflecting on this latest chapter of our lives and pondering the meaning of it all.
Some folks put God in the equation, while others hold that the meaning of life is that which you give it–you decide what you want your life to mean. Still others set the bar a bit lower, and that brings us to this quote by Albert Camus:
“The meaning of life is
whatever you’re doing
that prevents you
from killing yourself”
–Photo/art by my son, Aaron

photo by me

We had crashed on
An alien world;
Now our ship was
Beyond all repair,
And though we had
Prayed for our rescue,
We knew we weren’t
Going anywhere.
Long after we’d
Made this our home,
A scouting ship
Answered our prayer,
And though we had
Prayed for our rescue,
We knew we weren’t
Going anywhere.
–Photo/art by me

the freezing river
spray paints its delicate shores
in cool, soothing blues
–photo by me

it cost the great wolf
an arm and a leg to become–
a man’s wiener dog
–photo by me