
at the ski resort,
i show the young grandkids where
snow really comes from
–photo by me

at the ski resort,
i show the young grandkids where
snow really comes from
–photo by me

mother nature hits
me with her red northern lights
and pulls me over
–photo by me

fiery autumn leaves
don’t warm my extremities,
but do warm my heart
–photo by me

midsummer is when
wintertime is too recent
as well as too soon
–photo by me

our city buildings
truly reach for the heavens–
and thus block it out
–photo by aaron

they say black is black
and white is white; i say it’s
all in the lighting

–photos by me

pets are good for us–
my cat keeps an old man from
talking to himself
–image by ai

though climbing mountains
gets us closer to heaven,
falling nails it

–photos by aaron

sometimes in our lives
the beauty of one moment
is what saves the day
–photo by my son Aaron

to us old-timers,
solitude is medicine;
drama is poison
–image by ai