Dearest Neighbor

these slower times
allow for longer visits
with the flowers

In The Door Yard

with snow and flower buds
the cairn, moose antler and sun dial
mark and keep track of time

One Of Two


each circle self distinct
bark barrier between
but time and proximity
merge two into one

Like A Tattered Flag


the barn endured
dutifully
despite the wear

This December’s Interval


rock, leaf, ice, snow
elements and artifacts
underfoot

The Old Birch Disrobed


time
takes her
seasons dress her

There Is A Time In November


when right now
comes precisely
into focus

Feeling Time Pass By In The Breeze


the gilded woods
a golden day
if only it could stay

Keyhole


the aperture
through which
time and seasons pass

To Be Chosen


flowers await
their moment
in the sun

Nature’s Time


flowering sundial
it’s gnomon
the coulds

Each Leaf In Its Own Time


the landscape
fills
with color

Wood Duck Box By The Old Corn Field


the frozen marsh
the fallow field
everything in its time

Mountain Shore


waves of time
mountain backs rise
then disperse into mist