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Autumn Reverie

mockingbird
Photo credit: @jackez2010-unsplash.com

I. Looking out her window in the gray November,
She saw the squirrel in his leafless tree,
fretting, nattering constantly
She heard the goose's call resound
As rhythmic wings carried him through space.
Bringing him to a warmer place.

Winona

Lake Winona
photo credit: Amanda Gillett

Maybe it's because of the beauty of this area but the people here are among the friendliest, most good-natured, and warm-hearted that I have met anywhere.



Four Seasons

four seasonal landscapes

Well-seasoned poetry?

Indigenous

Earthday

I saw the above picture on Earth Day. I added the caption, but after I did, I realized that while it is a nice sentiment, it is in error. Earth was not created for anyone. Earth is a magnificent biological system. We are each blessed to be a small part of it.

How Fresh 'Tis After Morning Rain

swans flying
photo credit: hansbenn

How fresh ‘tis after morning rain!
Re-creation of new day.
The storm has passed and washed the stain
Of yesterday away.

Could It Be Spring?

spring flowers
Spring Flowers
Watching the sunrise. Hoping for spring.

Don't Take Away the Magic

Fantasy Waterfall

Fantasy Waterfall
Sometimes we can all use a little make-believe.
Photo Credit:Benjamin Lossius

Winter Blues

In Minnesota, we say there are two seasons ‐
Winter's Coming and Winter's Here.

The Half-Tailed Squirrel

squirrel

Julia awoke to a golden morning, a day when the sun gleamed through the open east window. It made everything in the room glitter, including the rose zircon earrings waiting on her bureau.
Outside, she heard the cacophony of the half-tail squirrel who lived in the live oak at the side of the driveway…

Reflection on the Larceny of Squirrels

squirrel

The other day, I watched one neighboring squirrel raid the nest of the homesteader in our front yard tree. A few days later, the homesteader buried another cache of nuts on our boulevard. As soon as he left, the neighbor came over, searched, pillaged and re-buried our homesteader's bounty. No wonder the homesteader can't find his stockpile!