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Beauty
Morning Thirst
Trees shed evening rain silver beads in morning light. Who expected jewels from the sky? Not I. If I stood beneath, unfurled my fingers, I could reach out and catch a drop or two. But from my perch I’ll watch and view nature’s work revealed in hues of green and see...
The Pumpkins Are Going to Make It
I think the pumpkins are going to make it this year. There must be enough in the neighborhood to keep the squirrels eating courses, traveling from house to house like we’ve always wanted to do ourselves: first course at Winnie’s, second at Connelly’s , third at...
I Happened to Stop
I stood at a fork in the road. White petals blew in the wind. One road led through a canopy of trees offering shade from the heat of the sun. But the other was adorned with petals and led on through a silky light. The trunk of the tree stood wide and strong and firmly...