Spring Wildflowers

Have you ever noticed the petite woodland wildflowers growing along the footpaths and on the hills in the Spring?  They seem to be recklessly strewn by a divine hand!  Few of us know their names and yet these flowers care not for their anonymity; their desire is simply to live fully in the moment, to … More Spring Wildflowers

The Hawk and Me

As I reach inside the mailbox on this still, snow-covered morning A bird’s voice falls from the sky to my ear It’s behind me…loud and clear… And it’s the only sound I hear Slowly I turn and stand stock-still, Much like the trees so near My eyes flit up, up through the branches Seeking, but … More The Hawk and Me