
Why don’t I lose weight
When I’m eating like a bird?
It’s the non-stop part.
–Photo by me

Why don’t I lose weight
When I’m eating like a bird?
It’s the non-stop part.
–Photo by me

to be unaware
of potential threats in life
is to have no choice
once the eagle’s on his way
it’s too late for prey to pray
–photo by me

a great blue heron
takes a stab at fixing lunch–
to his long sharp beak
–photo by me

the forecast
is getting better;
they’re talking
rain, not snow,
but with our april weather,
they don’t really know
–photo by me

if my mind is the woods
and my thoughts are the trees,
then my soul is their roots
and my spirit, their leaves
–photo by me

I constructed a perch for my cat
with a carpeted ramp and a mat;
now most of the day
she’s out of my way
and I’m freed up to do this and that
–photo by me

looking at this photo that
i took earlier this morning,
i see another april blizzard
blowing across the tracks,
and that’s it, nothing more.
but there was a time when
i would’ve seen two robotic
sentinels in big sunglasses
holding candy-cane spears
while guarding the road to
the land of the snow gods.
hey, wait a minute…
–photo by me

silhouettes are just
stuck-up shadows who need to
come back down to earth
–photo by me

for many of us
the middle of a crowd is
the loneliest place
but at least we are never
alone in our loneliness
–photo by me

What a sweet, happy face to greet me this beautiful morning on the last day of March! With those big bright eyes and camouflage like the finest polished agate, the sharp-tailed grouse has an other-worldly beauty.
When Nature painted Jupiter,
She was in such a rush,
She grabbed a grouse by accident
And used it as a brush
–Photo by me