my heart

little lady bristletoe stops by each day to say hello. she does not feel the need to say much more, this plant that looks like a din...

a wall of fall and that is all.

a chance for reflection what do i see a world without or within me.

the summer, missed as autumn nudges in so gently, her way. blissed.

autumnberries oh so very

she eked her way through life. she did what had to be done to keep herself from drowning. decades passed. memories resurfaced in comes an...

i give to you whatever i find wherever i go you are in my heart and mind. squawk softly and carry a big stick😎