More Precious For The Wear

even as life
takes from us
our beauty remains

Fallen Maple

we will remember
her sweetness
when she warms us
this winter

Sugar Wood

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

Standing Seam

on the south side
winter zig zags
towards spring

We Don’t Let The Weather Slow Us Down

generations
of tractor seats
adorn the family barn

Decay’s Bouquet

stump blooms
a wood rose
flowering of fungi

Reminiscences

hollow in the old tree
holding memories
of yesterdays