Saturday, May 8, 2010

MORE MAGNETIC POETRY

still playing with the   magnetic poetry

garden blossoms
are summer's fashion

they dance in rhythm
with playful passion

through brilliant sun
and graceful moon

their music lives
and ends too soon

okay, kinda cheezeee--but here's another...

TASTE THE STORM

You play your galoshes
Through rain puddles
And taste the storm
That drips from your cheek.

 Sky rivers wet your hair
As tiny streams
Slip through the mud
To the sea.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

BLOOMIN' SNOW!!!

I KNOW it snows here in May.  It snows here in JUNE!
So it's too cold for sandals.

And I've put away my snow boots.

So I'm wearin' THESE!

Bloomin' crappy weather!

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

NOW YOU SEE IT...

Creatures around here are a little camera shy. You’d think they were movie stars hiding from paparazzi. As soon as they discover I’m pointing a camera their direction, they do their best to disappear.

The neighbor’s cat was out hunting when I tried to take her picture.

If she was green she would have blended right in.


Several pairs of mallard ducks have been spending time along the river.

As soon as they saw me watching

they moved into the brush along the bank.

I couldn’t figure out what this was.
Stump? Pile of dead leaves?

Then it moved. Rock chuck a.k.a. groundhog. He saw me taking pictures…

and headed for his house in a heap of construction debris.

The hooded mergansers farther down the river didn’t even try to hide.

They hauled themselves across the water…

and flat out left.

This one is a little tricky. Do you see anything here?

Look again.

How about now?

Now you see him.

Now you don’t.