
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

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

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

photo 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

auroras ahead
moonshine behind
starlight above
stirring my mind
waking at once
moving my hand
painting the pines
limning the land
–photo and painting by me

My final sunset
Will also be somebody’s
Very first sunrise
I look at my granddaughters
And accept the greater scheme
–Photo by Aaron, edit by me

with new storm windows
on our lakes, their white shutters
will soon be closing
–photo by me

When my mind’s a mess
I go see my therapist–
Ol’ Mother Nature!
I walk into the woods to
Find my way out of the woods
–Photo by me