bare branches
leaning over the waves
early spring shade
fell with snowmelt?
toppled by spring winds?
somewhere -what age?
vibration mode
a quiver in the Lenten Rose
buzzing bees!
spring colors
wrapped
in a blanket
April 1st-10th, #170
april
April 6th, #169
swipe of her brush
ceiling paint -droplets of moonlight
spring rain
March 31st, #168
I enter my saved location (work) in Google Maps. It lets me know it will be a twenty-two minute drive. Google is unaware I intend to avoid the highway and take the airport loop, adding a few more minutes.
Before leaving I turn on the radio and sync my phone. What playlist today? Reggae, Rock (70’s), Classical Indian music, Blues, Baroque? Or maybe skip the music app altogether and try a station’s view of the morning news?
I go with Classical Indian Music.
25…35…45…50 mph
her many droplets
burn into the mountain
morning fog
I return to the highway. Drivers wrap around me like an itchy, but warm wool blanket.
50…45…35…25 mph
Google Maps lets me know I’ve arrived at my destination (work).
Right on time.
I turn the key.
flowering
over a babbling brook
without a quiver
Between the Pickets, #90
Carried by the sun
shadows and their branches
night’s rising moon
Dewdrops, #89
1.
Walking step by step
small hand around my finger
-spring morning dewdrop
2.
All day long in spring
and into the evening -green!
dewdrops on branches!
3.
In a clear spring sky
sliver of a faint young moon
-evening’s first dewdrop
Page 21,841, #88
Like an over-filled brush
the mower drips cut grasses
on an empty page
Mid April, #87
I spent the last week quietly: off of the computer, no pencil and paper, email or reading.
My schedule allowed me to walk in the early morning and late evening.
I did take pictures quietly in the cool morning and warm evenings.
Below is a photograph from each day.
Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
Thursday
Friday
Along the Creek, #86
In the midday sun
crossing the Prairie Willow
the glow of her steps
Late March – Early April, #85
1.
Their beautiful glow –
golden Crocus pedals closed
in bitter spring winds
2.
3.
I lie on the lawn
bees buzz flower to flower
-sky of shooting stars