An hour late for George, had been in the garden
How can I complete anything when each day is chockful of wonders.
Rain at last!
'Nowhere in a zoo can a stranger encounter the look of an animal'
Thirteen Ways of Considering Black Birds. You can now read the text while listening
The forest is moving, flashing then vanishing
A perfect view needing a perfect poem
A storm is promised
I wait on the logging road with supplies
As always, each day is a discovery