- - This poem is an attempt at plagiarism. I come from poetry lessons with Robert Kelly and Diane Wakoski who taught that copying the poems...

. . . four white inches and counting. The birds that had been away scouting easy food on the land for 10 days are back and gorging at the fe...

I drove to the store for birdseed - black oiler sunflower seeds to attract cardinals, and wild bird seed for whatever other birds might be a...

Serendipity led me out to the garage to fetch my camera from the car. I was going to take an indoor photo for this blog, so I slid open the ...

After days of fits and outbursts from sky to ground . . . . . . light softened into evening, and I was healed, I adjusted . . . . . . as if...

Mid-spring (now), two large flowering shrubs/trees bloom. The white one is a mock orange, whose light, delicate blossoms emit a heavy fragra...

Two fawns have made themselves at home in our yard. We're pretty sure they are orphans, because there is no doe with them. They ploppe...

Ok, that last post was nice, and happy. But this one, this is . . . well, it’s just CRAZY! It’s Friday, coming close to the end of my week o...

The snow will soon be gone, and it will be harder to see animal tracks. In our back yard, we have deer, possum, raccoon, coyotes, rabbits, w...

See this butterfly? He was flipping and flapping so eratically around the zinnias yesterday, I didn't think the camera would focus on hi...