Bright fall foliage floating in the still pond Ducks diving in the swallow waters Sun rays peeking out from behind the ominous clouds Garden of Reflection … Inviting me to sit … and be still.
A quiet, peaceful pocket in this town, Small bungalows line narrow streets Each and every house here looks unique A neighborhood walk here is a treat! An early morning stroll around the block Past the community garden, then left on Denton Behind a fence a dog
Quack, quack, quack, Said this very Cold Duck, Now please, have a taste before Saying yuck to this unfamiliar other Cold Duck. One part Mosel wine, one part from the Rhine o n e p a r t Cham pagne. Enjoy your Cold Duck! Quack,quack, quack!
Without a map landmarks along this road remind me each summer of what lies ahead around the bend on the other side of the valley over mountain passes each stop familiar the sights and the sounds and the smells: Evergreen forests gnarly oaks in meadows scent of eucalyptus in […]
Propelling swiftly through the sea, its body, in perfect symmetry. Kind of funny looking all around, a highly intelligent creature among the sea-bound. Its three hearts help it live and survive in the treacherous sea, where this super-strong swimmer can often be impossible to see! The skin of the squid, its head, […]
Too many books on my shelves, all-around the house, upstairs, downstairs, here, there, everywhere. More than one slightly used book with dog-eared corners, faded, tattered covers, strange bookmarks between the pages, hinting at its history. Most nights, curled up in bed, one slightly used book […]