William Ricci

Tag: leaves

  • Poem – On Our Daily Walk

    On our daily walk, we follow the same worn trails, make the same turns, and pass the same trees. That pond is empty, covered with algae. That one is home to busy and noisy muskrats. So many times we have have come this way that I follow the dogs as they know where to go…

  • Poem – This Way Before

    I have been down this path before that empty silent road leading nowhere and everywhere, the cold wind, the bare trees, and the sky merging with the earth – where does it end and where does it go? I have been in that state of disconnect, beyond lost, detached from people, from reality, from myself,…

  • If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #4

    I imagine one of his photos would look like this:

  • Looking Forward

    Whatever is forward becomes the present before becoming the past and with eyes open we absorb nature in all of its glory.

  • If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #3

    I imagine one of his photos would look like this:

  • If Jackson Pollock was a photographer, #2

    I imagine one of his photos would look like this:

  • Adventures with Leroy – Water and Canoe

    A beautiful cold day for a walk around the lake and into the woods.  Not a cloud in the sky.  Bare trees rattling against others.  Tall grasses, dried and delicate, crunch as we make our way to the frozen shoreline.  A surprise greeted us beyond the hill and next to the shoreline – a canoe…

  • Rain and Fall

    A beautiful early fall day in Minnesota. Grey clouds let go of rain upon the yellow, red, and orange leaves finally making an appearance.  The grass greened over night and the remnants of summer have washed away for the time being. Nature is all around, but the rain brings hidden creatures from the soil, leaves…