tell me a story…

tell me a story: make it about how the evening fell down at the feet of a night full of loving past where trees still hope

Autumn in the meadow

A soft brush of wind Over gentle grass, The blue overhead And the distant trees Framing each new choice — Possibilities

cabin corner

down a small dirt road to a far off hill from a long lost fall in a heart that aches comes an old tale told and a smile that stays

Another Evening

Tired and long searching: Clouds follow the day Into indigo, As the road twists on, The ribbon unfolds, And the vision fades

fall tableau

toy trees lie in snow dusted over the felt; framed by the orange that signals autumn, as the sun streams in opening the day