
the countless stars blaze–
an ancient affinity
stirs deep in my soul
–photo by me

the countless stars blaze–
an ancient affinity
stirs deep in my soul
–photo by me

There seems to be a rift in how people feel about looking back on their lives. Some folks say that we can’t move forward while looking back; others say that it can give us insight into a bigger picture of ourselves.
For me, I think looking back (in moderation) is a good thing. For example, looking back on some of my earliest posts teaches me how not to write–and that brings me to today’s quote by Jack Paar:
“Looking back, my life seems
like one long obstacle race,
with me as the chief obstacle.”
–Photo by me




–photos by me

Finally, enough snow has melted for me to get out here in the woods woods. I’m glad to see the deer doing well after a mild winter; they seem to be in pretty good shape. Their coats have quite a few nicks and cuts in them, but that’s to be expected the way they’re always bounding over farmers’ barbed-wire fences around here. On the other hand, they’re much safer from the wolves in snow, so there’s always that.
it soothes my soul to
be back out here among our
woodland wanderers

–Photos by me

rock-a-bye birdie
on the treetop
i came here today
for a photo op
but when the wind blew
my tripod did fall
and down came my camera
lenses and all
–photo by me

If I had a shop, I would fill up the shelves
With amethyst angels and emerald elves,
Black onyx panthers with rubies for eyes,
And wee topaz fairies as blue as the skies.
I’d have cool turquoise turtles, Buddhas of jade,
And solid gold snails with diamonds in-laid;
There’d be tiger’s eye lions, quartz crystal cats,
And peridot puppies in sapphire hats.
Yes, if I had a shop, I would light up the scene
With a grand chandelier made of aquamarine.
–Image by AI

at christmas,
the new snow made me
so inspired
and cheery,
but now, in the spring, it’s more
like tired and weary

–photos by me




–photos by me

caution: the beauty
of dawn may be hazardous
to one’s shins and toes
–photo by me

we made up time
and married it,
and now it’s
here to stay–
we’re caught up
in the minutes
as the moments
slip away

–photos by me