On this Windy Day

On this windy day

The wind buffeted my head

In Praise of Fall

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Thirsty

I placed the little paper cup

Beneath the spout and chunks of frozen water tumbled out

In Search of Eden

We ventured from the comfortable

Drove down unfamiliar, dusty, gravel roads

Rain, Rain, Come

I watched from my window

The sky was a soft, nondescript grey, like the fleece blanket stashed in my car for emergencies

The Hunt

The morning is still

And the sun is slow on the rise

Wispy Green Dreams

One blade of grass

Yellowed green and furrowed

Knife-edged

Poking up through the musky, mealy soil

Fine and thin and insubstantial

Hardly seems twould have the strength to stand at all

But it does so

With many other friendly, perky fellows

All swaying close together

Drenched in diamond drops of dew

Drying in the rising sun

Forming a dense rug

A cool, shadowed floor where all manner of tiny creatures roam and congregate

Forming a thick carpet

A soft, bristly landing for bare feet and picnic blankets strewn with fresh food and summertime treats

An open space where little ones play and shriek

A uniform field for soccer balls to float across

Where lovers lie in warm embrace

And dogs sniff, nose to ground, and bounce about

Let’s not forget the front lawn

That verdant welcome mat to grace the doors of our abodes

Something for us to shape and clip besides ourselves

A fresh patch of emerald bliss emanating peace

Pause and feast your eyes

Get a good whiff

Run your fingers cross the top to test out the texture

Wriggle and tickle your naked toes

What could be better

Take a moment in repose

To wonder at

The simple elegance

Of Grass

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To Kill a Plant

I’m a plant killer. It’s not intentional. I do enjoy plants. My sister-in-law has a corner full of plants and I could sit in front of them like a kid sits in front of cartoons. Their beauty and rich green life have a soothing effect on me. However, I still kill plants.

What a Day that Will Be

My daughter and I were nearing the end of our nightly walk and the sun was dipping low, the color of an orange Creamsicle. It flung its glow across the earth making the landscape appear soft and subdued, as if it were robed and ready to turn in. I looked over at my daughter’s face and that glow was resting on her, too. She looked prettier than I’d ever seen her look and I felt compelled to tell her what I saw. She responded,”Your face looks the same way.”