"Do not handle brightness lightly;It is the deepest darkness of our candle flicker."Richard Montfort CaryGrasses woven by nimble fingers,Dried into a basket that canCarry apples from the orchard,Tomatoes, cucumbers from the gardenA picnic lunch to the sandy beach,Pecans gathered from the big tree At the foot of the hillPinecones from the woods,Pears in September.Sturdy handles—easy, soft... Continue Reading →

Earth laughs in flowers.Ralph Waldo EmersonThe zinnia is surely the happiest flowerDancing with abandon in an afternoon showerDressed in bright colors that startle and surpriseWearing a crown of yellow.He laughs at the weather: whatever—no matterSways to the heat waves; his petals like pennants flutterRobust and hearty, he sings through the dog daysImpressive, the dapper young fellow.His... Continue Reading →

Oklahoma summers linger,Hot and weary, but pieces arePainted with red, white, purple, and pink.Flowers fluttering in the morning breezes,Nodding sleepy still in the afternoon heatNotice how how they rest in sweetnessSweet scented as roses. Stop! Smell the crape myrtle;Smell the soft ruffled Color of summer!Oklahoma summers dry Grass to hay, people to weariness.Painted with red, white, purple,... Continue Reading →