Seeing that lone duck
glide slowly across the pond,
I wonder if she’s lonely.
JDG
Seeing that lone duck
glide slowly across the pond,
I wonder if she’s lonely.
JDG
Rumor has it that
the blooms on those Bradford Pears
are pieces of escaped clouds.
JDG
For a few minutes
that tiny bird had the seeds
to himself, then squirrels came.
JDG
Spring’s green message of
renewal reminds us gray
doesn’t have the final say.
JDG
I sometimes think of
migrating myself as I
listen to those honking geese.
JDG
Let us police
the sly way fear and doubt sneak
in to rob us of our peace.
JDG
That wee woodpecker
at the feeder seemed confused.
Should he peck or should he chew?
JDG
Woodpecker pecking
enthusiastically at
the start of a brand new day
JDG
A solitary
raven sits on the porch rail,
dines, looks around and then leaves.
JDG
Knox looked sad when
he returned.Apparently
his friend. Pax, was not at home.
JDG