
the flooded river
seems to erupt and explode
in the morning sun
–photo by me

the flooded river
seems to erupt and explode
in the morning sun
–photo by me

ice tumbles downstream
in the dark river like spilled
whiskey on the rocks
–photo by me

huge, fighting eagles
may leave prized feathers behind
i’ll come back–later
–photo by me

the first day of spring
has the trees of the forest
weeping with joy
–photo by me

hiking in the cold
the morning sun warms my face–
right down to my soul
–photo by me

even on the ground
the snowy owl manages
to look down on me
–photo by me

mamas miss their fawns
when distracted drivers don’t–
wheeling thru the wilds
–photo by me

Nature often paints
acrylic landscapes beneath
watercolor skies
–Photo by me

the overnight fog
lifts without looking and gets
hung up in the trees
–photo by me

now winter arrives
in a flurry and promptly
erases the fall
–photo by son aaron