Tag Archives: nature

. Think of them now, as you look out onto the grass and sky All of them.  Millions.  In cars headed into cities, into buildings, into cubicles This is where all of it has led? But this summer day, when … Continue reading →

  The hurried ratcheting of the cicadas Soars out of the woods, like a siren Acelerating and fading, seeming to approach and retreat The voice of ten thousand hidden mites Cresting and then falling silent . This sound, strange and … Continue reading →

This time of year reminds me of my long-held conviction that there are more than four seasons.  The last two weeks of August and the first two weeks of September are neither Summer or Fall. Although the days are too … Continue reading →

In the morning rain A dove perches alone On a telephone wire Her wings folded up tight and wet Her profile is sharp Against the grey sky Her head bowed. She looks strangely  sad This symbol of peace Like some … Continue reading →

    I love to watch the rain One may read of blessings Or hear them talked about And wonder at the truth of what is said Who brags of blessing?  Everyone. But to see the water falling out of … Continue reading →