Poem – Into the Sky…
We gaze from the wet earth from the snow piles and appreciate the warm sun and the wind...
Poem – Transition
The first day of March and we walk through the thin snow covered trails and off the path...
Poem – What is Still, Still Moves
Heart of winter is ironic as nothing moves in this cold there is no hot blood though veins...
Poem – The Day Wisdom Came from the Clouds Above
(1) Summer months fell into the autumn. Mist clung to pine before the sun rose. Brown needles falling...
Fields of Snow
A foot of new powder, deep blue skies, and a quiet afternoon of snowshoeing. Nature’s fury becomes the...
Two Winter Poems
A few zen moments as I took the snowshoes through the woods and to the hill top overlooking...
Adventures with Leroy – Water and Canoe
A beautiful cold day for a walk around the lake and into the woods. Not a cloud in...