Thursday, April 29, 2010
all along the tideline, I found thousands of dead ladybugs.
An unsolved mystery.
It made me remember something I forgot,
the ladybugs in a brown bag in my fridge.
Mark and Jen gave them to me.
They found them on a walk,
by a stream on the Coldspring trail.
So many, the rocks looked red.
I released them that night.
May be they will also end up on the tideline.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
As May approaches, the birth of spring.
The baby will make a journey,
short in distance, but great in miracle.
Edith wrote a diary a century ago,
observing nature, and drawing the beauty.
This is her May.
Her book is an inspiration.
For one year, she wrote and drew
the things she found on her walks,
the flowers in bloom,
the weather patterns,
the birds that pass through,
and everything with such detail.
I found this book in the library,
and was sad to return it to the dusty shelf.
May be someone else
will also be curious to look inside.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
On my last day
I took a walk
between the rows
and paid attention
to the details
green berry, purple,
Rachel and Ralph are the farmers.
She's fixin old sewing machines
and volunteering at the thrift store.
He plays the washboard
and tends to keep bees.
Once in a while,
a bird finds a way into blueberry heaven.
Only thing is
it's easier gettin in
than it is gettin out.
Friday, April 9, 2010
The town where Jonah set sail and eventually was swallowed by a whale.
I casually stumbled across an ancient underground city,
No one was around.
Just a ladder and an old towel.
And a hole in the ground.