The Yard In Autumn

leaves and light
on the lawn

Autumn In The Meadow

the light
more precious
as darkness nears

Savoring The Sunshine

summer has not yet
opened the gate
to fall

The Cup Runneth Over

a carpet of sunshine
beneath the azure sky

Queen Anne and Goldenrod

the meadow
a fall display

Now The Light Slants Towards September

shadows grow longer
the birdhouse stands empty
the quiet of fall approaches

The Way

gentle path
through the flowering field
the road to happy destiny


our misty world was soft
and we were free

In The Dooryard Of The Birdhouse

the world
bloomed around us
it was enough just to be

Morning Meadow

night is banished
now is
light’s time to play

Cows In The Pasture

however far away
place holders
for a summer’s day

Morning Sun

light bright enough
to rouse
all sleeping seeds

Landscape Tapestry

time’s shuttle
branches, reeds, weeds


last night’s rain
returned us to November
and snow begins again

Goldenrod Gone By

in the cold
old blooms
imitate snow