So Goes the Summer

As summer lingers with overheated days and evening thunderstorms, potted plants pine away as if they are exhausted. The porch swing is too lonely a place, yet a cat volunteers to keep me company. The air is heavy with moisture and heat. It is uncomfortable to sit outside and read; so I stay in under... Continue Reading →

Trumpet Vine

  The Trumpet Vine climbs on fence and posts. It climbs on the telephone poles. It dresses the whole in a cascade of green accented with its orange blooms. Bees hover near, but only certain bugs and birds have an avantage. The ruby-throat loves the trumpet vines and so do I. When I haven't filled... Continue Reading →

Late Summer Dancers

"There is no place like a meadow to walk your soul to peace." c. e. hollis Under the blue of an Oklahoma sky, I walk in the overgrown grasses and the wildflowers. Here I find joy in the colors of the earth and in the sound of wind rustling the grass mixed with bird and... Continue Reading →

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