
the cold dark pines
cradle a golden nest of
precious morning light
–photo by me

the cold dark pines
cradle a golden nest of
precious morning light
–photo by me

the deepest secrets
of the cosmos are written
in every stone
I found this stone on one of my constitutionals into the Superior National Forest. It almost seems as though it has a message encoded in its structure, and for all I know, it might.
–Photo by me

maples tell the pines
to roll out the thatched carpet
for winter draws nigh
–photo by me

a smoky sunrise
adds a surreal touch
to nature’s artwork
–photo by me

stormy clouds above
racing their rivals below
locked in a dead heat
–photo by me

the ducklings have grown
their limpid pond has turned green–
the dog star rises
–photo by me

fresh black-eyed susans–
each wanting to tell her own
side of the story
–photo by me

a songbird sings out–
and makes the weary world
seem all right again
–photo by me

nature’s abstract art
on exhibit at the beach
in driftwood displays
–photo by me

little ponds provide
lily pad parasols for
sunbathing sunfish
–photo by me