There is an interesting charisma about this tree This time of year blossoms color and fragrance An adornment upon rough, gnarled bark Bees and hummingbirds dance about... sometimes alone and often to gather

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This needs some auto-play audio for full effect. Maybe I will add that when I'm more fluent in Robinese. The language of the birds is tricky sometimes! :) "Oh, Hello... I didn't see you there!"

Entrance, a portal of spring Deep in the light, unhidden Luxuries sprang from out of the green And remedies rose, unbidden

"The sun was warm but the wind was chill. You know how it is with an April day." Robert Frost

It is an honor to have a House Finch family living nearby. We have enjoyed watching them build a nest by the front door, make themselves at home, and raise a little family of baby finches. Daddy: Mommy:

It was such a wonderful thing to see! Our 8 year old daughter, who has loved horses since she was a baby, finally got a chance to spend time up close and at length. For her birthday, our family took her

Here are some other lovely creatures I was able to photograph at Wolf Park: Vulture Bison Checking out a birthday gift Momma and baby bison Canadian Geese Fox Wolf Wolf Park is an educational and research

In celebration of our granddaughter's birthday, we visited Wolf Park. Wolf Park is an education and research site located in Indiana near Lafayette. We attended an event called "animal's birthday

In ecstatic woodland garden Unconfined and yet, refined Creativity and compost wind Each season's new designs

“Learn from yesterday, live for today, look to tomorrow, rest this afternoon.” ― Charles M. Schulz, Charlie Brown's Little Book of Wisdom These photos were taken at Lothlorien Nature Sanctuary

April is well hooved And afoot Peering up Behind the notes Delicate stars shine in the dark Of lush interior floors Eternity blurred in now continues As faces look into the landscape and see Now and again

I stood uniquely, in solitude But for the night around me And I gazed at the moon Framed in leaves and branches Lovingly touched By living now I marveled upon perspectives How many gazed at the same shining

Insulting, injurious screaming masses Swept in swoon of righteous less cries Demanding boots of “intervention” While the world is terrorized Across the sea, where countless weep Aggression came with no

This gray mood I don’t feel like elaborating Yet, I'm back again drawn to the board Coaxing out of silence Shades of colorless hue And reaching out for a sense of The all most something What is it?! Prodding

In the backyard utopia Peace did abound And minding one's business was the trend Yet, even so, there's always some one... Such "disorder" might offend. Don't worry, honeybunny, pay no mind Be

Spring was welcomed by wintery weather Submerged in slush and watery white The morning sun was shy in shining Retreating, I watched from the window in warmth By afternoon the ice broke free And signs of

Just a moment Upon reflection Is it an allusion That which above Being below Is here presented? How is it mirrored What can we see? Such eyes reflecting In silvery shine Are they yours, perhaps And mine?

Up at five two Too-mass movement Drawing lashes to embrace Close the blinds Hone- in-sight Listening list less Can one be Impartial? Whole dawn There's more To see, these I's Atone to themselves Harmonize

In the midst of a March The cadence continues And off at a distance A ray sing sun shine Tentatively, now Cold petals are opened Or closed overnight Finding shelter From blows Where water, still frozen