
Squirrel eyeing me on deck,
Shifts gaze to baguette chunks below –
Matter of great import
Squirrel eyeing me on deck,
Shifts gaze to baguette chunks below –
Matter of great import
Birdbath freshly filled Winged-guest sips in mind -- Tabled-window watching
The most visible setting in Autumn’s garden,
Milkweed stretches as high as an eye,
With nectar filled goblets to entice passing monarchs,
And ripe virgin leaves to feed royal issue.
It is easier, I think, to argue for the existence of God while standing in a well-tended garden.