Daisy Song

 

No, those aren't daisies -- that's a closeup of one of our many hyacinths. But this poem takes place in another garden.

Daisy Song

Over the Falls

 

I know I'm not the only one who thinks about this:

Over the Falls

Clean Dreams

 

 

Messy refrigerator. And here is a poem for you:

Clean Dreams

A Bottomless Bag of French Fries

 

Happy Easter!

A Bottomless Bag of French Fries

Jesus and the Superbowl Ad

 

The Irish soda bread I made last month from a great, easy recipe (https://www.thekitchn.com/irish-soda-bread-recipe-23635136) is my picture for this St. Patrick's Day Sunday. But let's think back to that Sunday last month when most of you were glued to the screen for football, or for expensive advertisements:

Jesus and the Superbowl Ad

What's True

 

All I can do, some days, listening to what's happening in the world, is sigh, shake my head, shed a tear...

What's True

Sensitive Artist at the Beach

 

This poem was generated from images I gleaned while visiting the Pacific shore of Costa Rica at the end of January. Photo was taken in a natural sea cave at one of the many beautiful beaches in Uvita, Puntarenas Province.

Sensitive Artist at the Beach