about the birds in my yard - a poem of spring.
Tag: musings
The Seeds of New Love Still Sleep…
the buds have started showing on the trees and the afternoon sun has an undercurrent of warmth that wasn't there before...for me, winter still holds the earth firmly in hand...
Balancing Act
the balancing act between enough and too much.
That Old Farmhouse – a poem
A poem reminiscing about cold childhood mornings and the warmth of the wood stove.
The Turn of the Year
I feel connected to the changing seasons where I live. The turn of the year is an recurrent experience of which I never tire...
A Life Unpolished 