
she peers through dark leaves
at the colorful real world
and is glad for it
she is pleased to be alone
no matter what they all say
–photo by me

she peers through dark leaves
at the colorful real world
and is glad for it
she is pleased to be alone
no matter what they all say
–photo by me

winter sun suspects
that summer’s windblown hayfields
hide in predawn skies
–photo by me
A little accidental art
–Photo by me

–photo by me
