In my youth I sought out The company of birds Among the shadows of trees Shore, city, and field The … Continue reading Bird Life

This is the summer of someone’s youth The summer they will recall When resting uneasy and infirm In the winter … Continue reading The Summer of Someone’s Youth

Orchard trees rest bare in winter A time for removing broken branches For guiding form and frame Somehow, in the … Continue reading The Fresh Wounds of Trees

Opening day of Major League Baseball season was supposed to have been March 26, 2020. Instead, the world was turned … Continue reading A Summer Without Baseball?

Full moon rising On a low horizon Casting light over nocturnal fields Contour plowed and quiet But for the night … Continue reading Full Moon

Following a weekend of discussing the intricacies of growing pecans and eating seafood at another conference, I loaded my bags … Continue reading Prairie Wolf

A distant train whistle cuts the thick of night Echoing a lonesome sound, strange comfort Signaling there is someone out … Continue reading Night Trains

One of the gifts of having really young parents is that you usually get the chance to come to know … Continue reading The Pet Monkey

I finally did it. I finally developed the discipline and with age, cared little enough of what others thought, to … Continue reading Learning To Play Guitar

If you want to see Life at work Walk in a young orchard on A morning in mid-May It is … Continue reading Young Orchards