Poppy Muse

174 :: Poppies

My poppy muse has appeared,
June evenings
her dwelling place.

Late to bloom,
long to stay
with petals open
and falling
into tomorrow together.

Cousin Time

254 :: Cousins

These two cousins have been spending lots of time together!

261 :: Clay Play

261 :: Reading with Susie

One moment they might be best buddies and the next moment they might be rolling around, tugging on one another like two little puppies . . . !

266 :: Cousin Buddies

A Gousty Evening

243 :: Flower Tunnel

This is the way we traveled to Gousty every day in August . . . back and forth through the flower tunnel.

243 :: Get Ready for the Rocket Launch!

Uncle James had all the cousins captivated with his bottle rocket!

243 :: Catch It . . .

And here are two beauties in the evening light.

243 :: Evening Light

My Desk with Little Hands

244 :: My Writing Desk with Little Hands

my desk with little hands
and rose petals
because I want to remember writing here
at Old Gousty
with a view of the woods
Mary Oliver by my side
and rose petals
from roses Grandmommy brought me
and brought me again.
candles for night writing
and an old photo of Maude Louise
(my childhood Airedale)
all of this waiting for me
after Wallace falls asleep
and rain is drumming on the roof
quietly luring me
to my desk
to write.

236 :: The Roses

240 :: Rose Petals

242 :: More Rose Petals