Nature is the art of God.Thomas BrowneLove note—direct mailFrom heavenScented with summer night air,Loaded with sunshine,Moonlight and dewdrops,Speaking to us when we spareA minute to stopTo notice God has a message to share Rose, you're a letterFrom heaven Sending us God's love and care.

Earth's crammed with heaven,And every common bush afire with God;But only he who sees takes off his shoes;Elizabeth Barrett BrowningAlong the white-striped highwayCars and trucks Zip past,East and westZip past,While just there beside,Blazing Stars, Like Fourth-of-July sparklers,Fizzling and sizzlingWith purple pizazz,Shoot up (Surprise!) From the ditch grasses.In plain viewButterflies by the thousands Sip the sweet grape soda nectarCars zip past, Zip... Continue Reading →

There is not a sprig of grass that shoots uninteresting to me.Thomas jeffersonFramed by barbed wireAugust is picture perfect withGreen grass beginning to brownAlong the pasture fence,  Set with lemony wildflowers,Alive with wind and heat,Inhabited by leggy grasshoppers,Watched over by yellow-throatedMeadowlarks singing From fence post perches, Inspected daily by gossamer-wingedDragonfly drones.