honeybee brushes my lips       taste of forest flowers After a week of extreme heat, "normal" I...

young skunk slinks under porch struts— splash of waxing moon I have always loved the bewitching hour of twi...

into the gloaming a cottontail leaps—   pink nimbus clouds

newly formed clouds rock carved for millennia raven coasts between

mid-afternoon  pond catches light—                                the stillness of deer                         Here's a q...

doe and fawn stride down the city street-- pulse of firefly light In an earlier post,  I talked about Japanese poet ...

fireflies some so high some so low-- toddler reaches up For me, June is firefly month. When I lived out we...