
Walking this late morn
Past the flowers and produce
Summers end draws near
poetry, prose, and photography

Walking this late morn
Past the flowers and produce
Summers end draws near

With water flowing
From the sky across the earth
Summer’s end is near

Capturing sunlight
Feeding it back to our soul
Watching an osprey

Standing by the shore
Summer’s glory is now here
Sunlight warms my soul

Watching the sun set
And the sky’s colors redden
This feeling of home

I’m facing westwards
And mountains cover the sun
A sweet summer night
This one was fun to make. It makes me quite happy.

The tulip’s fire
Graceful beauty bursting forth
Spring time’s sun warmer

Sunlight on my skin
Fading into memory
Darkness approaches

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

Walking at sunset
Looking westward from the shore
Loving this nightfall