Poem – Remind
We age from the burden of each day’s moments, trials, and tests. We lose track of time, people,...
Poem – Woods
In the woods we take the worn path of hard dirt and decaying leaves following the recent activities...
My religion is the open empty field
(1) I passed through the window looking for the outside and landed back here in my mind. When...
Dogs of Summer #3
North to the St. Croix River we headed on a perfect grey and rainy summer morning. With just...
The Voice in the Forest
I pass trees on either side, deeper into the forest and further form the fields, leaving one realm...
The Light Settling in the Woods
Old growth trees line a worn path cut from loggers decades before. The floor is covered with...
Dogs of Summer #2
On a somewhat grey and dreary day we headed north to the fields and trails near the Wild...
Dogs of Summer #1
Summer is not quite here, but that does not deter the sun, warmth, and life within the forest....
Poem – Let Go
There is something in the forest seen and not seen, the light scatters, ebbs, and flows. I am...
Dogs of Spring #3
Spent the weekend chipping fallen trees and pulling stumps. Had enough time leftover to spend with the evening...
Dogs of Spring #2
The day after clearing part of the forest, me and the big dog enjoyed a leisurely walk beneath...
Dogs of Spring #1
Late afternoon walk in what feels and looks like late November instead of April. The puppies were happy...
Poem – Infinity
Removed from the city even for an afternoon layers of stress and blocks fall away, replaced by what...
Poem – Perseverance
Storms rolled through last week. Weak and old trees toppled to the ground or fell into a neighbor...
Spring is Here
What else to do on April first with 80 degrees and sun? Spend time with these two…