Winter walk in woods
Bare limbs, a woodpecker calls
Footsteps on pine straw.

Winter walk in woods
Bare limbs, a woodpecker calls
Footsteps on pine straw.

Up under these quilts
Hold patterns, hand held stitches
Passing down of warmth.

A cold gray slumber
Falls over the neighborhood
Christmas cheer fizzles.

A winter garden
A thing of quiet and rest
Dry leaves brittle now.

Reach across the porch
Velvet red blooms for fall nights
Contrast with gold trees.

Finn is cocoa brown
Against yellow and orange
Pasture is painting.

Horses shed in spring
Piece by piece birds weave their nests
From my sweet bays mane.

Short drive out of town
Pick your own pumpkin from field
We got a blue doll.

Young man lost his life
To violence….once again
In America.
No matter your political views I’m horrified that a young man of 31 was shot and killed today in Utah, America. I’m NOT proud to be an American! I’m so sad that our political views have led us so far away from peace and safety. American values? Gun control?
Come on people now get together and love one another.
