
–photo by me

–photo by me

the coming storm
obscures the light
of lifted lamp
and golden door;
without our beacon
burning bright,
our land grows dark
from shore to shore.
–photo by me

The creek and the cloud
Were cut from the same cloth–
Brothers, since the world began,
Comparable in composition,
Yet contrary in composure:
The creek is so laid back,
He is often called lazy,
While the cloud is always
Up in the air over something.
–Photo by me

summer has come
people will do things
mothers will cry
–photo by me

if people
stood together
like the forest
full of trees
perhaps we’d
better weather
both the tempest
and the breeze
***
together, many
kinds of trees make up the most
beautiful forest
–photo by me

–photo art by me

–photo by me

This photo, taken two days ago by Derick Montgomery, shows the power and fury of Lake Superior. I had to share. Can you believe this is a lake?

–photo by me

–Photo by me