Storm Window


mountains of snow
gather on each pane
showing us this storm’s terrain

Keeping Company


the garden shed
and branch bench
share the wait for spring

Three Birch By The Barn Door


these friends
experience, strength and hope
my life’s companions

Like A Tattered Flag


the barn endured
dutifully
despite the wear

Hearing The Unsaid


the silence
of cold and snow
told us what we needed to know

They Dwell Together


length of birch
layers of brick
swirling of snow

The Haven Of Barns


come winter
they will encompass
my world

Beneath The Wise Gaze Of The Pines By The Barn


during shorter days
amidst longer shadows
we ready for winter

Provisions


as autumn’s color departs
we store its memory
for winter sustenance

Seen From Above


heaven’s clouds recognize
the tiny speck
as the church’s steeple

At The Homestead


the farm stand
the house and the barn
a trinity of roofs

Sugar Wood


stacked last July
in hopes and preparation
for this year’s syrup making

Strawberries


red, ripe, juicy
summer hauntings
of winter’s slow end

As Earth Sleeps Beneath Her Blanket Of Snow


blue sky
issues an invitation
to awaken

We Don’t Let The Weather Slow Us Down


generations
of tractor seats
adorn the family barn

Classic New England


time
standing still
at the estate’s boundary