Day 590 An Ode
to a tree that holds my grief
A journey into the cloud…
to a tree that holds my grief
the mighty Columbia
for fields of plenty
a daily create, a poem, a doodle
When the world was free for us to roam and be…
Once…
Sparkles in Time: autumn maple leaves in photography, poetry, and art
art and poetry on autumn trees
walk with me…
the quiet calm of a fisherman
Creating a better earth is possible…
about learning by “being by”
Is the dance and song of fairies…
lost. missed. remembered.
Taking a break…
as warm turns cool and light turns dark