Dancing within the mind awake and dreaming:

A poem.

Nature poetry.

Thoughts:

Beauty of life:

Poem. No idea what it means, I only wrote it.

Gardening in the fall brings a look back on summer, the advent of winter, recipes for squash, and a delicious pumpkin chocolate cake.

The power of words is tremendous. Words are the tools with which a poet weaves the fabric of his inspiration before he designs his or her tapestry of creativity. A writer in general must use words in the right context in order to convey his thoughts, both real and imagined.

Library stickering project finally done, waxing moon, mists, and hop-toads.

Clouded visions can mistakenly become reality.