
As I look westward
Dusk falling over water
Spring’s presence is clear
poetry, prose, and photography

As I look westward
Dusk falling over water
Spring’s presence is clear

Walking at sunset
Looking westward from the shore
Loving this nightfall

I adore the trees
And walking under sunlight
A choir of birdsong

This rainy darkness
The sun has not yet risen
Pursue excellence
There’s so much to accomplish early in the day. Before others are awake and the manic vigor rages forth. I love this time of day, when potential feels unlimited. When I’m bounded solely by my ambition.
What’s your favorite time of day?

Walking near the shore
Sunlight gracefully setting
My mind is swirling
It’s been a rough couple of days. A few moments of peace were very welcome. Walking and writing poetry connect me to the greater grace of the universe. And I’m grateful.
I’m grateful for you, too, dear readers. The likes and comments make me feel like I add value to your lives with my shaped words. So, thank you for reading, liking and commenting! It lightens the heavier loads in my life.

With frost on the ground
The snow’s remnants remaining
March’s progressing?
