sam & a lemon tree

a graying golden dog with his ball
a bright lemon tree in a pot

thoughts remain close
yet drift far off

a pause . a breath
in the garden

[ between branches ]

amid the budding branches . reaching for the moon . bowing to the sun . may you find your space

/ / / /

rest
in between
smooth lines
still shadows
in reflection
a melody
appears

random acts of poetry

do . not . blink .

time passes so swiftly
we're off to visit another college
excitement while surreal
a new season of life

.

a wish for this day

welcome april

with smiles . friends . blues . fragments . poems . threads . sighs . shapes . songs . comforts . wings

for some reason

driving by this picket fence with all the imperfections
"I feel joy no matter what the world may see"
as Tracey so creatively wrote today

instead of a quick glance on the shortcut through the neighborhood
I stopped the car and captured my feelings exactly
a bit worn ... ordinary ... but filled with hope

`

at times I feel overwhelmed by obligations ... to-do lists ... decisions ... busyness

this tree teaches me instead

to feel overwhelmed by blooms ... color ... breeze ... fragrance of spring ... smoothness of wood

FAQ

what is it about black and white . windy afternoons . buds on branches?

what becomes of the song resonating in your head. your hand.and heart?

what are you drawn to as life flows by from here to there?

what is in between the bricks . inside the door . your foundation?

what does a quiet moment look like from where you stand?

seasoned

gently celebrate the stark branches of the past

along side the soft buds of the fresh season we are given