Migration High up in the sky last night, A promise winged its wedge-shaped flight; A promise of the seasons changing, Of nature’s landscape rearranging. Flying in a V formation, Looking for a new location, Wild geese flew through moonlit spaces Going to their springtime places.                         […]

Rainfall Breathless with anticipation, Sighing at the cool sensation, Field and forest stir and murmur To the rhythm of the rain. And the thirsty grass and flowers Whisper thank You for the showers As their roots drink up the moisture In the meadow and the lane.                   […]

Awakening Springtime’s breath is in the breezes, Stirring blossoms as it teases Roses into sharing their perfume. Gently warming, softly shaking Sleeping flowers into waking, Breathing springtime into every drowsy bloom.                                                 […]

I am really over-eager for spring to get here; remembering warmer, long ago days when I was a girl in the country.   When I was a child, we had chores to do but we also had time for fun. All my younger brother and I needed were active imaginations and we had that a-plenty. […]

Neighborhood Owl “There’s an owl in the neighborhood. I heard him late last night When the wind was wild and restless and the moon was round and white. I hurried to my window but nothing I could see Showed anyone in all the town had wakened–only me. Owls live in the forest where trees are dark […]