Hidden BeautyYou will find treasures thereIn the bosom of a rose—In a tulip’s heartInside the flesh of a lily, a trillium, an iris,A zinnia, all bound upTreasures finer than pure gold Like gemstonesNestled among velvet wrappings Hidden deep inside untilThe sky's heat-lamp warms it;Rain caresses, Coaxes petals back; Colors some out to singThe real flower is unearthed.People rush along—hurry—hiddenSwallowed by coats and sweaters;Fleeing a... Continue Reading →
In a dry and sun-filled place like this along a fence bordering a highway, a wild rose bush will encumber a fence until it hides it completely. It is a beautiful sight in late May and early June. I found this rose along highway 16 in Okmulgee County, Oklahoma. An old fence post is barely... Continue Reading →
In a dry and sun-filled place like this along a fence bordering a highway, a wild rose bush will encumber a fence until it hides it completely. It is a beautiful sight in late May and early June. I found this rose along highway 16 in Okmulgee County, Oklahoma.An old fence post is barely visible.... Continue Reading →
O, how I love to find a old homesite! I love to imagine who might have settled there. Where did they come from? What was the land like when they first saw it? How did they change it? How did they live here? Why did they leave? I love to search out a place on... Continue Reading →
O, how I love to find a old homesite! I love to imagine who might have settled there. Where did they come from? What was the land like when they first saw it? How did they change it? How did they live here? Why did they leave? I love to search out a place on... Continue Reading →
