
the moon and stars now flee before
the mighty sun’s great, flaming sword;
he thrusts it forth to pierce the night
and make way for the golden light
that may, someday, bring peace upon
all mankind–the golden dawn
photo by me

the moon and stars now flee before
the mighty sun’s great, flaming sword;
he thrusts it forth to pierce the night
and make way for the golden light
that may, someday, bring peace upon
all mankind–the golden dawn
photo by me

bosses’ pets often
find themselves looked down on with
unbridled contempt
–photo by me

a surreal cold
evergreens turn bitter blue
rubber crunching road
–photo by me

It’s so bright and sunny out here that it’s hard to believe there’s a whole other world just under the snow and ice– a world of nothing but cold and dark. In a way, it reminds me of us, with our own two sides.
A snowy blanket has two sides:
One that shows and one that hides;
The open side is bathed in light–
The other, though, is black as night
–Photo by me

it’s often
my experience
that as i
shovel snow,
a large, treetop audience
gathers for the show
–photo by me

the storms in life pass–
after which we may see things
in a whole new light;
the silver lining in clouds
sometimes gets left behind
–photo by me

as a child of nature,
now is the time
to clean my own slate
and unclutter my mind;
to let go of the past
and forgive what is due;
to lay bare my soul
and begin things anew
–photo by me

A young porcupine known as Jim
Is always going out on a limb
To become my good friend,
But I know, in the end,
That I’ll never get that close to him
–Photo by me

When the days
Are shorter in length,
The leaves have
Gone away,
And the sun has lost its strength,
Some folks lose their way
–Photo by me

Sun dogs are strange beasts. Whether they look like a distant atomic explosion or Orion’s Belt on the horizon, they never fail to remind me of that old saying:
“There are three sides to every story:
my side, your side, and the truth.”
–Photo by me